hnic pesh – hidden blessings lyrics
no matter where you n+ggas at
b+tch my name ring
they hate me, i hate em back
its the same thing
the difference is
none of us in the same lane
n+ggas talking down
its always the same lames
n+ggas living off they moms
and they old as h+ll
now if my chop go (assault rifle sound)
then ill be wrong as h+ll
n+ggas talkin like they dons
but be broke as h+ll
i gave his baby moma d+ck
i guess i’m bold as h+ll
like this work that i sell
b+tch im untocuhed
i never got clappеd up
i never got rushed
i nеver told on a n+gga
never not once
my mf crib
ain’t never got chopped up
i was 20
had beef with n+ggas that was 40
so i kept that 30 stick
and the newest 40
my lil n+ggas off prest
they a shoot it for me
and for them featherweight n+ggas
i can send my shorties
the n+gga thinking with his d+ck
i put a b+tch on him
the n+gga doing too much flexing
hit a l!ck on him
im in the bar with yo b+tch
with that stick on me
my n+ggas put they self on
with no big homies
20,000. 40,000
60 ball
n+ggas talk
but i bet they never get involved
catch a n+gga at the club
when he peelin off
and let that street sweeper
tear a n+gga ceiling off
b+tch, you want some problems
n+gga come wit it
middle finger to these hoes
and these f+ck n+ggas
my lil babies hit the road
f+ck a bus ticket
im satisfied
never got enough chicken
n+ggas coppin pleas
guess they think the beef over
rock a n+gga ass to sleep
thats a sleep over
the (cop siren)
found three blowers
but my n+ggas can’t be stopped
we gone keep going
when this sh+t drop
imma go up on my first price
meet a hoe on the gram
f+cked her first night
i swear thats how i felt
when i hit my first pint
im going hard on these hams
this my birth right
all my hoes tell me
that i got a sl!ck mouth
talk crazy to a b+tch
make her boss down
im getting money every week
a n+gga outta town
but im plugged in every city
never out of bounds
i got n+ggas out in cali
we be out in vegas
i got a crib in the a
k!llers in decatur
got some queens bridge n+ggas
yeah south jamaica
and anytime im in your city
yeah its about some paper
n+gga, dont call my phone
asking for no favors
cuz im a self made n+gga
ask god to save ya
and in my lifetime
i den tocuhed alotta paper
talking cheap
this a getting money conversation
rest in peace my brother j????
how can i forget
i den done alot of dirt
how can i repent
you n+ggas got yall day coming
yall cannot prevent
im still getting to that money
yall ain’t stoppin sh+t
still see me in the club
giving b+tches blessings
still the chief in my hood
giving out directions
still putting n+ggas on
teach n+ggas lessons
everything i went through
it was a hidden blessing
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