Every day i wake up, gotta count up all my blessings
I thank the lord, another day of finessing
Might just put some diamonds on my n#gg#s for the times we felt depression
Lot of zaza, hittin’ different ’cause i’m really smokin’ pressure
R.i.p. my n#gg#, know he posted up in heaven
Call the glock larry bird, i got thirty-three new steppers
I just hit a baddie in the restroom
I apologize if any of my n#gg#s had finessed you
I ain’t comin’ down
b#tch, i ain’t comin’ down
So high, i ain’t comin’ down
I ain’t comin’ down
b#tch, i ain’t comin’ down
b#tch, i ain’t comin’ down
So high, i ain’t comin’ down
I ain’t comin’ down
I grew up stressin’, restless, ended up finessin’
Hope this sh#t don’t block none of my blessings
Started bustin’ pieces for some extras
Cheddar in my pocket just to flex with, then i got arrested
Got my mama askin’ hella questions
2020, i was down bad, swear to god that this year i’ll get the message
n#gg#s tried to kill me with their weapons
Tried to take my necklace, my gang is way too reckless
Test it
Every day i wake up, gotta count up all my blessings
I thank the lord, another day of finessing
Might just put some diamonds on my n#gg#s for the times we felt depression
Lot of zaza, hittin’ different ’cause i’m really smokin’ pressure
R.i.p. my n#gg#, know he posted up in heaven
Call the glock larry bird, i got thirty-three new steppers
I just hit a baddie in the restroom
I apologize if any of my n#gg#s had finessed you
I ain’t comin’ down
b#tch, i ain’t comin’ down
So high, i ain’t comin’ down
I ain’t comin’ down
b#tch, i ain’t comin’ down
b#tch, i ain’t comin’ down
So high, i ain’t comin’ down
I ain’t comin’ down
b#tch, i ain’t comin’ down
Y’all boys ain’t really with it, stop pretendin’ and sh#t (sucka)
n#gg#s do the most for attention, it’s sick (for real)
I wake up every single day, pray for my enemies and sis
God, i pray i catch him lackin’, thank you, amen (amen)
n#gg#s really out here b#tch-made (okay)
Tried to shoot the fade, but this ho-ass n#gg# really came at me with a switchblade
{?} had to do that n#gg# the worst way
Now he be callin’ my phone, talkin’ the most, do what you did in the first place
Pray to god for my mercy
Every day i wake up, gotta count up all my blessings
I thank the lord, another day of finessing
Might just put some diamonds on my n#gg#s for the times we felt depression
Lot of zaza, hittin’ different ’cause i’m really smokin’ pressure
R.i.p. my n#gg#, know he posted up in heaven
Call the glock larry bird, i got thirty-three new steppers
I just hit a baddie in the restroom
I apologize if any of my n#gg#s had finessed you
I ain’t comin’ down
b#tch, i ain’t comin’ down
So high, i ain’t comin’ down
I ain’t comin’ down
b#tch, i ain’t comin’ down
b#tch, i ain’t comin’ down
So high, i ain’t comin’ down
I ain’t comin’ down
b#tch, i ain’t comin’ down
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