Mano - Blessed lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama] To whom it may concern How should we start this? I guess it's long overdue that we speak I mean who ever thought we'd be here? It's fair to say you did And I know we did But the rest of them, they didn't believe So many blessings, few sins here and there What a motherf**in' life we done lived But yet, we still feel like we gotta show you n***as how it's done [Chorus] Now tell me God, how can you love me after all this s**? How can you love me after all these d**? How can I be the one to feel so blessed? Oh, thank you Had to get that off my chest Oh, thank you [Verse 1] I just dropped a bag in the club off of nothing I just did it all for the love of the stunting I was in the strip club we was throwing money I was in the strip club, I was throwing hundreds I just got a phone call said press five If you wanna talk to 'em on the other side Told them when we touched down on me, we gonna ride Out here we gonna have your name so alive I just got a call from my girl, she tripping Talking that bullsh**, I ain't tryna listen Only thing I wanna hear about is the money mission I just heard another song about a n***a wrist flicking That's what everybody, n***a what you really getting? One thing 'bout it, I don't owe no n***a I'mma go hard, go soul, go realer Shout out to the dopeboys tryna get skrilla I just want a hundred rings, Slick Ricky I just want to reach a mil, two fifty I just want to call the lyft, come get me To pull up and take off, my n***a cause we got to go Roll up cause we got the smoke Get high whenever we want Specially when I'm feeling down I got my n***as around Thank God my n***as around Thank God that liquor around Dive in that liquor and drown All of my n***as have pounds Big homies the sh** in the town I get you hit in the town Never forgetting the town I been the sh** in the town 'Fore I was sh** in your town Hop out the whip when I get in your town And I'm dicking the prettiest.... [Chorus] Now tell me God, how can you love me after all this s**? How can you love me after all these d**? How can I be the one to feel so blessed?

Oh, thank you Had to get that off my chest Oh, thank you [Verse 2] I just got some p**y man, she was doing magic Baby got the gushy splash, hate to be graphic I just bought some kush and man, it was fantastic On the red carpet, n***a floating like Aladdin Money stretching, flipping like aerobics and gymnastics n***a more focused than some bifocal gla**es Told Bully please don't hit them with the plastic n***as on my team with the dealing and the trapping We just want the rings and the women with the fashion This is just a dream, boy, it wasn't supposed to happen Now I'm like a king, like I had you all clapping My n***a Dave bling, got the gold and the platinum I could switch it up cause a n***a got the rose gold n***as switchin' up on a n***a that's a no-no Got the stick in this b**h jumping like pogo Never turning back, that's like f**ing with my old hoes Money in the bag that's just a n***a roll though Don't we do it all for the dough though? Don't you wanna ball like a pro though? Think about it all while I'm dolo She sending videos and the photos Busting wide in the wide body photo I'm tryna tell n***as they should know though sh** moving too fast, need slow mo I feel like when hugh Hef was young Mansion, a few heifers come Boy, I lost count of the tally Move from the hills to the valley No type of stylist can style me f** with my robe, crown on my head It f** with my soul, f**ed with my head Where do I go when we leave here? I talked to God, this what I said [Chorus] Now tell me God, how can you love me after all this s**? How can you love me after all these d**? How can I be the one to feel so blessed? Oh, thank you Had to get that off my chest Oh, thank you [Outro] Don't we do it all for the dough though? Think about it all while I'm dolo Don't we do it all for the dough though? (Yours truly) Think about it all while I'm dolo (Trigga, Drum) Don't we do it all for the dough though? Think about it all while I'm dolo Don't we do it all for the dough though? Think about it all while I'm dolo (An open letter to whom it may concern)