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chance the rapper - blessings (save money prayer) lyrics

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heads bowed for the curly haired sons of abraham
dear father, guide all my brothers away from sam
if they ever get caught let’s hope they shake that jam
if they ever get caught let’s hope they shake that jam
shake that jam
heads bowed for the curly haired sons of abraham
dear father, guide all my brothers away from sam
if they ever get caught let’s hope they shake that jam
if they ever get caught let’s hope they shake that jam
shake that jam

chance the rapper, song singer
senior bong steamer
light up hot wheels
locked up wrong steamer
dreamer long beamers
our neighbors their lawns greener
we wrestle with envy then act up john cena
chance the lord bennett referred to as word chemist
the bourbon is slurred sentences
turning our burned bridges
cigarette stained smile, all covered in sin
my big homie died young just turned older than him
getting hyped up got them bad b-tches on it
getting knocked up off a n-gg- bad luck
getting scared now with them irs audits
all the tax money that i didn’t add up
that i didn’t get yet but they think that i got it
keep a long shirt so they think that i got it
and if they all dummy and a n-gg- get bodied
it was really, really ill, i know a n-gg- got ah ah
h-ll yeah i’ll always get a pick with y’all n-gg-s
pull up in our vans all 6 of y’all n-gg-s
i seen all the tweets and the tips from y’all n-gg-s
got hands for them n-gg-s that pick on your n-gg-s
loving your love, an alb-m to come
i bet that you love it comes out in a month
chance the astounding cl-ss clown
turned out to amounting to something
and that’s something 3001, ah

i count my blessings too often
my best friends on one hand
my sheep when i’m done here
gotta get up, get up
i count my blessings too often
my best friends on one hand
my sheep when i’m done here
gotta get up, get up

knock knock said the fist to the world
shine sun through the mist and debris
bang bang said the fist to the young
silence from the lips of the free
say something important
say something important
make money the end of the week
but that sh-t coming soon, i’m getting hungry
might sell out in a couple of weeks
but my crib they buckin’ and they just called buddy
that’s lil bro
even though last time we spoke
he was arguing, but we still stay close
ask god to watch the squad
on god, battle n-gg-s to the death, alright
f-ck your squad and the whole facade
i ain’t never scared of where a n-gg- reside
ask for my sauce on the side
extra mileage on the ride
express, i’mma grab my chain
cause it’s extra violence all on the nine
ten days, that’s an awful lot
eleven squares in like fifteen minutes
sixteens when that alb-m comes
spit twelve real quick boy, listen [?]

i count my blessings too often
my best friends on one hand
my sheep when i’m done here
gotta get up, get up
i count my blessings too often
my best friends on one hand
my sheep when i’m done here
gotta get up, get up

heads bowed for the curly haired sons of abraham
dear father, guide all my brothers away from sam
if they ever get caught let’s hope they shake that jam
if they ever get caught let’s hope they shake that jam
shake that jam
heads bowed for the curly haired sons of abraham
dear father, guide all my brothers away from sam
if they ever get caught let’s hope they shake that jam
if they ever get caught let’s hope they shake that jam
shake that jam



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