Blessings

[Verse 1: Curtis Williams] Look, I'm tryna cheat my way to heaven All the wrong I did, I'm still tryna' count my blessings These niggas absent to the school of hard Knocks on the door got me paranoid Tryna' make the rent, but still a nigga unemployed Everyday, another dollar, I'm hopin' They can't say I ain't 'bout it Look at my eyes and focus, I bet you'll see the realest Was a rebel, could've been a dealer Grab a dutch, bit the middle, break it down and fill it With the stickiest I ever smoked Tryna' plant a couple seeds a [?] watch 'em grow And I ain't claim to be perfect, but this [?] rap Cause when you hear it, make you wanna get a stack But it all ain't 'bout revenue, just what they want us to think Still dodgin' night terrors when I sleep Tryna' clear my mind up so I can dream Spread my wings, jump in the air and be free They goin' ride when it's time to ride Split it up, that's the difference between you and I When I'm chillin' roll a blunt and get stupid high All feet on the ground, my head to the sky [Hook: Curtis Williams - 2x] This ain't the life that I chose, but I live it When that money come in, you better split it You gotta stay elevated and get lifted I'm probably trippin' right now, but I ain't trippin' [Red] [?] Comin' up, speed bound Heavy thoughts, semi rounds Several shots of Henny brown Astral plane, [?] clouds Chasing papers, rainin' cloud [Verse 2: Smoke DZA] I came into this muh'fucka' 20 pounds strong But nah this ain't one of them songs Hustle from strugglin' to do somethin' nice for my moms' Tryna' right all my wrongs, [?] Watchin' friends get it on, on some dummy shit Niggas let the bitches seperate, [?] more the money did Either or, [?] the block, [?] feeds us all And why nigga, but my heart so cold like I'm from East Detroit How much longer? My family ask Wonderin' how my sanity last, no rebutal, just hustle The drug game done got a fantasy draft Niggas sellin' that fantasy gaff Seeing is believing, or maybe not Separate the real from the window seal Authentic shit [Hook: Curtis Williams - 2x] This ain't the life that I chose, but I live it When that money come in, you better split it You gotta stay elevated and get lifted I'm probably trippin' right now, but I ain't trippin' [Red] [?] Comin' up, speed bound Heavy thoughts, semi rounds Several shots of Henny brown Astral plane, [?] clouds Chasing papers, rainin' cloud