I got the devil knockin' at my front door
I peep thru the blinds like what you want my nigga?
You been on my dick for years now you want more
Shit, what's it gonna take to get you gone my nigga?
You collect souls like the yard sale
You fuck up the minds of my friends
And my family pray but it down work
Cause some of them done seen you at the end
We try to go to church but you be there too
They say i'm crazy cause i hear you
But i think maybe if i feared you
I wouldn't be able to walk thru you
I am blessed...
I am blessed...
I am blessed...
I am blessed...
I am blessed...
I am blessed...
Now i done did a couple things but my heart pure
Nobody is perfect that's a fact my nigga
Might've just got lucky but i thought more
Somebody is lookin' down on all my niggas
Cause we got away from the pearly gates
Plenty of times we get another day
To kiss our mothers on the cheek
To call our brothers sisters fathers talk, why we don't speak?
To tell that person that we love, i'm sorry
We had some disagreements but that shit wasn't that deep
Don't take those feelings to that grave you can speak to me
And if you going thru some pain, tell me what you see
Repeat after me baby...
I am blessed...
I am blessed...
I am blessed...
I am blessed...
I am blessed...
I am blessed...
Written by: Mike ClassicLyrics © O/B/O DistroKidLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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