Mixla Beats - Blessed lyrics

This ain't no love song, I kick it back just a little For all the haters, man y'all can skedaddle Because I'm in my prime and it's time to make a name for myself I'm just waiting until i see my names on the shelf's I know some sk**ed cats, but nobody telling them that Artists in the wrong frame or function of their mind set Artist just like me, working so hard but haven't made it yet And to me man, that's pretty tragic It broke my heart when Nas said hip hop was dead But the man has a point, I mean look at what we represent Get the girls, make the money, d** d** d** man What happened ever happened to standing up for what you believe in I'm kinda picky when it comes to creativity I'm willing to risk it all for just my dream Because I'd rather aim too high and miss everything Than shoot too low, reach it and live in misery [Hook x2] I'm just trying to live life everyday I can I know it's cliche, but i'm finally happy where I am Thinking back to all the things that I miss Really makes me think now on how I'm blessed Half the people who tune to music don't really listen Its sad to think just how much they are missing I try to make intelligent music not just a feeling Something to nod your head to; the beat and the meaning A wise man once told me perfection is in perception So I'm going to watch the world as Martin Luther King did Understanding life is so beautiful And when it comes time, play Lose Yourself at my funeral I wanted to be the best since I wrote my first written Spitting at school and these kids actually listened From then on out I've been working hard I never thought I'd actually get this far As a little kid I looked up to the stars Wishing I'd grow up to ride in the fancy cars Have a house with so many stories you need a library card It's funny how much priorities change from start [Hook x2] I'm just trying to live life everyday I can I know it's cliche, but i'm finally happy where I am Thinking back to all the things that I miss Really makes me think now on how I'm blessed I feel like an addict when it comes to rap Makes my brain run around like Mayweather did to pac Gets my mind spinning, start getting stupid thoughts Like Slim Jesus actually making a good song And I'm not gonna stop until I'm teeter tottering on the tippy top Toppling over that spot, a rap god, nah but I got the game under a magnify like Sherlock All you rappers the same so quit co*ky talk If you hit the king, you better k** the king I have the tendency to keep fighting like Ali I'm just me, and you know that's all I can be I feel like i'm apart a dying breed I'm under pressure so I gotta stay focused Gotta a lot to prove to these urban poets Up in Waco is where you can find me Someone told me I'm the only one that can stop me [Hook x2] I'm just trying to live life everyday I can I know it's cliche, but i'm finally happy where I am Thinking back to all the things that I miss Really makes me think now on how I'm blessed