Blessed - Intellectual

[Verse]

I just wasted a year

Worrying about these side chicks, I'm slowly losing my faith sitting here

Lying to myself about doing it myself

Take a piss, can hardly look at my face in the mirror

(It was your turn)

The amount you put in's what you earn

(Guess you'll never learn)

Spitting fire so my old flames feel the burn

I can feel em looking down upon, me

Giving me the "seen", open up and never even read it

So is fame a thing I really want, see

Or is it just there to replicate the thought of feeling needed

Been keeping my circle small

(I can count them, all on one hand

Fakes I unfriend)

So tell me why I'd ever want

A bunch of fake ma'afuckers tryna get in front

Tell me what you want

I'm, going insane

Finding a way

Tryna get my shit played

Just so I can get paid

Praying a record deal results as the outcome

I feel defeated when I go and fly back home without one

And thats once a year

Choosing water over blood, in my heart thats an aweful trait

Better count your blessings and appreciate

Cos by the time you click it'll be all too late

So stay

[Hook]

Stay blessed young man

Blessed young man

Really think about it

Could be worse young man

Don't stress young man

Yes young man

We all blessed young man

[Verse]

Always looking at the things that I don't have

Feeling stink that I don't so I won't brag

Talking down, I start to doubt

My fucking self, its like I'm burning down my own flag

And I just turned twenty dog

Thats two decades of scheming hard, I'm ready dog

My favourite present, presented by my cousin

Is making me his first-borns God-Father, I'll protect em

Seat em on their own throne

And love em whole-heartedly like they were my own

Teach them how to believe in dreams

And when you just can't beat them

Never be afraid to stand alone

Thinking fuck a critic

Quit it if you ain't fucking wit it

One day we'll be flying higher than what they predicted

Never set a limit

Set goals, never fear to be different

Cos in the end, you will be the one who benefits

So pour some liquor for the lost souls

Guide us and prep us for the plans God holds

Lord knows, we all caught up in our own stress game

But will that change if success came?

Wanna live the fast life, but you know the slow lanes the best lane

All my day ones gonna flex, fuck the rest

Know it's been hard tryna keep a smile I confess

But we know we all