Allen Ritter - Blessings Remix lyrics

[VerseOne] Perfect pretty painful pictures k**in' carefully ain't for Y'all city slickers Feelin' agressive, Y'all givin' me itchy fingers I'm spittin' out this hot mess All inside of my chest Stress inside of my lungs Spit it outta my tongue Ma' n***a you reek Ma' n***a you stink I am unique I am one of a kind I'm leavin' Y'all failures behind It's all in da past Now don't even ask Wearin' all Red and a mask All dead in a mess Ya know what I mean about mess Intestines stickin' out of ya damn chest Ma' n***a, put on a damn vest k**in' Y'all lyrically wit finesse Lyrically complex They sayin' they shot n***as This ain't what they really expect I could be k**in' Y'all n***as But I'm reppin' my city instead Fifteen-Seven be clappin' at heads Y'alls n***as half dead They all stressed N' they be keepin' da flag red My n***a we blessed [Hook] I don't need Y'all fake n***as Like Haiti, I shake n***as Clap ya to da dome like dem made n***as Clap ya to da dome cuz ya know I slay n***as Ya better run home cuz I brang triggas Imma go crazy when my brain figures All Red when I paint pictures Imma hurt Y'all so bad, that Y'all start poppin' pain k**ers [Verse Two] Mess around N' steal Kanye's ego Said we would never speak oh Ever again We dem clever men Y'all n***as claim to paint pictures Well I came out wit da paint thinner Hit jackpot like I play lotto Y'all n***as thirsty N' Y'all jack-off to this Cain Marko Mista Trump can't build walls k**in' n***as lookin' like Chris Paul These n***as can't even recall The last time they saw me before I will saw Y'all into four I will choke ya wit your own umbilical cord This is only my lyrical form [Hook] I don't need Y'all fake n***as Like Haiti, I shake n***as Clap ya to da dome like dem made n***as Clap ya to da dome cuz ya know I slay n***as Ya better run home cuz I brang triggas Imma go crazy when my brain figures All Red when I paint pictures Imma hurt Y'all so bad, that Y'all start poppin' pain k**ers [Verse Three] I got A-D-H-D I'm puttin' these rappers in place Now why are you hatin', why you hate me Hit up yo base I'm all up in yo face like H-D I'm not really rappin' It's just my brain leakin' They just busy just cappin' Read my words like this is Drake speakin' Only got this gun for safekeepin' I only got this gun for face reapin' They waitin' for a fourth verse Shout out from FortWorth I see myself as a prick Cuz my bars are so sick I'll destroy Y'all N' Y'all whole clique [Hook] I don't need Y'all fake n***as Like Haiti, I shake n***as Clap ya to da dome like dem made n***as Clap ya to da dome cuz ya know I slay n***as Ya better run home cuz I brang triggas Imma go crazy when my brain figures All Red when I paint pictures Imma hurt Y'all so bad, that Y'all start poppin' pain k**ers