Red (Rapper) - Blessings lyrics

[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 n***as absent to the school of hard Knocks on the door got me paranoid Tryna' make the rent, but still a n***a 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'f**a' 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 sh** n***as let the b**hes seperate, [?] more the money did Either or, [?] the block, [?] feeds us all And why n***a, 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 n***as sellin' that fantasy gaff Seeing is believing, or maybe not Separate the real from the window seal Authentic sh** [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