Bless U

By @Iamstarchild

Released on October 31, 2018

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[Chorus]

Money over everything

Niggas change like the time do

Take a toll on u like the grind do

Hold a knife standing right behind you

Smile in ya face like a clown do

Clown who not me You coo coo

Talking bout money better be buckoo

I don't deal wit the foo foo

Rather stand up on my own two

I'm the shit pee uuu

Lil bitch I'm Star Child who you


[Verse 1]

You can bring ya whole crew man

It don't really even matter

Be the same outcome when the bullets start to scatter

I came up no ladder

Side-stepped the chatter

Heart turned cold like the rings on Saturn

Need my pockets on lump like Conch fritter batter

Leave the talking to these hoes I don't do the chitter chatter

And you pillow talking niggas you should all be ashamed

Trying to get pussy off another nigga name

Same coat tail niggas ridin other niggas gains

Flow bi-polar it don't never stay the same

Catch a bitch eye I don't even need a chain

Even when I leave the city still loyal to the gang

I rep Dade County every single place I go

Waiting on a yes when I heard a million no's

Man I'll ride and I'll die for this Sirius shit

Catch star Child slippin is you sirius bitch

Flow on reptile that's some Sirius spit

I think that went over ya head

Is you hearing this shit

That’s some Sirius spit I think that went over ya head is you hearing this shit

Niggas always worried bout my next move

Don’t worry bout it just know it’s gone be my best move

I treat the vocal booth just like my restroom

I’m geek I’m a nerd like The Neptune’s 4 real

Barz chop thru niggas like bushido blade

Half you niggas be sweet like lemonade

And you hoes ain’t shit either

Got a bitch that ain’t loyal you should leave her

Bitch don’t support ya dreams then you do not need her

Fuck the whole neighborhood claim she a diva

Can’t do for herself she just looking for the wealth

Want someone to buy her trees

Want someone to buy her x

Gotta x that bitch

Can’t stress that bitch

Got the world on ya shoulders bench press that bitch

Got a son I gotta raise into a melanated King of the future

School him to the game that crackas won’t shoot ya

Let em know they see you as threat they’ll shoot ya

Knowledge is the key boy don’t let nobody fool ya

Stand firm on ya square son don’t let nobody school ya

And If I ain’t here know daddy live through ya

Every beat I bless hallelujah

Living in a dream Freddie Kruger Rip through ya Hip ruger gunz on Lex Luger

You niggas nutered

Class is session get tutored I’ll school ya

I been on dis shit man

That singing just fooled ya

Sail of wit ya bitch and the pussy harpoon her

She want me to spoon her but I’m not a spooner

No I’m not a lover No I’ll never love her

No I’m just a heathen these looks are deceiving

This talents that’s in no it’s never leaving

Niggas always worried bout my next

Don’t worry bout it just know it’s gone be my best move

I treat the vocal booth just like my rest room

I’m ice cold hachoo nigga bless you

Call me Carlito bitch here come the pain

I will not rest till I know I’m the man

I will not rest till my flow in demand

I’m sirius bitch must I say it again

Might need a cast cuz I’m snappin’ again

Funds getting low might start trapping again

Whip and whip it that’s magic again

I am a don and pro wit this pen

I need some ice to go with this Henn

Always stay real no need to pretend

Tongue out like Jordan while running these laps

You lost yo bitch cuz you ass is a sapp

I took yo bitch oh you know it’s wrap

Careful lover rubber always attached

U can’t can’t compete chump you just met yo match

Give her the D and then she get attached

Give her the D and then don’t call her back

Been hurt in the past can’t get too attached

I skuurt on ass and give right back

Chill wit my niggas and roll up a sack

Still smoking No Seeds and that is a fact

Locs getting long might get braids to the back

Don’t think it’s much longer till I get some racks

When that money comes won’t know how to act

Niggas always worried bout my next

Don’t worry bout it just know it’s gone be my best move

I treat the vocal booth just like my rest room

I’m ice cold hachoo nigga bless you