| Blessings, blessings, blessings, Holy Ghost
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| I just keep on pushing till it rolls
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| I was stressing, everything is fine now
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| Vivid and refined now, everything is mine now (Woah)
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| Blessings, blessings, blessings, Holy Ghost (Holy Ghost)
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| I just keep on pushing till it rolls (Till it rolls)
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| I was stressing, everything is fine now
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| Vivid and refined now, everything is mine now (Woah)
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| Hooray, I ain’t gotta floss for a toothache
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| Fuck a part-time, I ain’t drinking out the Kool-Aid
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| If we being honest, I’ll be making more than you make
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| Back in 2012, I was living outta' suitcase
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| I’ve been on a new wave
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| Women tryna swipe right, I just step back, let 'em jump for the bouquet
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| I don’t trust anybody telling me it’s too late
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| A youngin', I was jealous 'cause my brother had a two-way
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| Damn, look how the boy done came up
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| Stuck to myself, I don’t fuck with strangers
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| Followed my heart to a pot of gold
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| But still know the money comes with alt control
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| Don’t press delete, the flesh is a press release
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| The less we seek, the more we get pressed to speak
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| The jest in me, enjoys when I’m left to reach
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| The recipe, was simply to invest in me
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| The quest to be something important
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| I do not club-hop, nigga, I’m borin'
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| I’m working until the sub pops, up in the morning
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| I would rather die enormous than to live life dormant
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| I’m Goldilocks as a porridge, I really don’t sleep
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| High-tailing a truck, I really won’t beep
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| Love some from a distance up in the nosebleeds
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| I was a sucker for love, it had me stuck in mud
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| But I stuck to my guns, like Elmer, like Fudd, it’s basic
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| Homie, you cannot replace us
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| Give a fuck 'bout a racist, I had to run with no laces
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| Was in VIP with no bracelets; |
| I snuck in that bitch
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| I made a plot to get rich
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| Go mute, let my bank make the statements
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| It’s truly amazin', you gotta stop all that hatin'
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| And everyday’s a special occasion, yeah
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| Blessings, blessings, blessings, Holy Ghost
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| I just keep on pushing till it rolls
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| I was stressing, everything is fine now
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| Vivid and refined now, everything is mine now (Woah)
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| Blessings, blessings, blessings, Holy Ghost (Holy Ghost)
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| I just keep on pushing till it rolls (Till it rolls)
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| I was stressing, everything is fine now
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| Vivid and refined now, everything is mine now (Woah) (Holy, holy, ah)
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| Is anyone really holy, holy?
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| Do we all got a side the homies don’t see?
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| There’s somebody in the back of the party on both knees
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| Prayin', sayin', «Woe's me, I hope the hoes leave!»
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| Mostly we follow the mold, like old cheese
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| The pain tattooed to our body’s, a whole sleeve
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| They even pit Bradley against Jolie
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| Can’t stop shit from hittin' the net with a goalie (Goalies!)
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| I’ve been dreamin' of a world where it’s legal to blow trees (Blow trees!)
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| The federal don’t tweak, and the president don’t tweet
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| But the pressure is on me to patch up a slow leak
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| When I lost control, who was there to console me?
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| I’m losin' steam, like top-of-the-stove tea
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| But I’ll sit and think of all the blessings bestowed me
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| Pay dues and attention, a lessons from OGs
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| Que Será, whatever it’s gon' be
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| Blessings, blessings, blessings, Holy Ghost (Ooh, Holy Ghost)
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| I just keep on pushing till it rolls (Till it rolls) |