Lyrics Blessings - Tone

Blessings

I just locked myself in a room beat after beat killing this shit
Cause sleep can’t exist cause I got to catch up to my idols
Yeah nigga I’m relaying shit
But don’t pass batons I’m living in Tron
Just me against me there’s no competition
I know that nailed it I work at salons
Gassing up beats like I work at Exxon
The flow is too crazy it’s nuts its pecans
I’m tired as hell I work and I yawn
Go on even when my eyes low as Taiwan
Spitting that truth I’m just writing Quran’s
At the end of the verse all they say is amen, amen
At the end of the verse all they say is amen, amen
Yeah, blessings on blessings on blessings
Spit like I’m royalty nigga I’m shitting on peasants
Bless you with my presence I walk through the entrance
Consider you lucky if you in attendance
You scheme and then act like it never occurred
I’m streaming so many beats now it’s a blur
Daydreaming about where I’ll be in a year
Screaming like 09' when Gucci said BRR BRR
So I’ve been working like Nicholas did for that Ford
Sleeping is one thing I cannot afford
Bitch I can sleep on a nigga get bored
Man its a shame I’m in college I don’t even party
Trying to be fly you niggas ain’t Marty
Trying to run my city like a about to get a tardy
Drinking Barney make these bitches stalkers
Frustrated biting pens I’m a real BIC talker
Ooh Lord, who are they to judge me
I’m too conscious to hear what they speak
I could give a fuck if niggas hate me, I lied
I was riding through my city like a chauffeur
Asked me what I want and I just had to show her
Played some Drake and told her that’s me when I’m older
Said this your city you just got to take it over
I’ve been way way way way on
Trying to be way way way way on
Watch this
New this since so so So Far Gone
Had Room for Improvement but wouldn’t take long
If this my Comeback Season I’m about to be on way way on
If You Hear This you know It’s Too Late
I picture this shit like it was in a frame
I promise you will know my name
I’ll Take Care of the game Nothing Will Be the Same
You can’t tell me that I’m not the shit right
785 know I rep that shit right
Bet if so and so hear this it bumps in Toronto
But I’m a VA nigga so what the hell I know
All these bitches can catch an unfollow, shit
I don’t have no time for you no time at all
No time for bitches bitching about broads
No time for fake shit schedule a call
All of my niggas is down for the cause
If they ain’t then they ain’t my niggas for real
I don’t trust none of these bitches all of them dirty
To me all of them need some detergent
To me my momma’s only a virgin
Sometimes I feel like I’m the only one working
Working on birthdays working for paydays
Fuck the bullshit I’ve been working since Trey Day
Working so much done I lost all my friends
Borrow my niggas bitch just for a picture
You swear we together I swear I ain’t with her
With names as big as Chris and Pharrell
I’m destined for greatness and that shit’s for real