Luyện nghe bài hát Blessed

[Intro:
To whom it may
How we start this?
I guess it's long that we speak
I mean who ever thoughty we'd be
fair to say you did
And I we did
But the rest of them, didn't believe
So blessings, few sins here and there
What a motherfuckin' we done lived
But yet, we still feel like we gotta show you niggas how done

Now tell me God, how can you me after all this sex?
How can you love me all these drugs?
How can I be the one to so blessed?
Oh, you
Had to get off my chest
Oh, you

1]
I just a bag in the club off of nothing
I did it all for the love of the stunting
I was in the strip we was throwing money
I was in the club, I was throwing hundreds
I just got a phone call press five
If you wanna talk to 'em on the other
Told them when we down we gonna ride
Out we gonna have your name so alive
I got a call from my girl, she tripping
Talking bullshit, I ain't tryna listen
Only I wanna hear about is the money mission
I just heard another song a nigga wrist flicking
That's what everybody, nigga you really getting?
One 'bout it, I don't owe no nigga
I'mma go hard, go soul, go
out to the dopeboys tryna get skrilla
I want a hundred rings, Slick Ricky
I want to reach a mil, two fifty
I just to call her like, girl get me
To pull up and take off, my nigga we got to go
up cause we got the smoke
Get high whenever we
Specially I'm feeling down
I got my around
God my niggas around
Thank God that around
in that liquor and drown
All of my niggas pounds
Big homies the in the town
I get you hit in the
Never forgetting the
I been the shit in the
'Fore I was shit in town
Hop out the whip when I get in your
And I'm the prettiest....

Now tell me God, how can you love me after all this
How can you me after all these drugs?
How can I be the one to feel so
Oh, you
Had to get off my chest
Oh, you

2]
I just got some man, she was doing magic
Baby got the splash, hate to graphic
I just some kush and man, it was fantastic
On the red carpet, floating like Aladdin
stretching, flipping like aerobics and gymnastics
Nigga more than some bifocal glasses
Tall bullet, please don't hit them with the
Niggas on my team the dealing and the trapping
We just want the rings and the women the fashion
This is a dream, boy [?]
Now I'm a king, like I had you all clapping
My nigga bling, got the gold and the platinum
I could switch it up cause a got the rose gold
switchin' up on a nigga that's a no-no
Got the stick in this bitch like pogo
Never turning back, like fucking with my old hoes
Money in the bag that's a nigga roll though
Don't we do it all for the though?
Don't you wanna like a pro though?
Think about it all while I'm
She videos and the photos
Busting wide in the wide body
I'm tryna tell niggas they should though
moving too fast, need slow mo
I feel like when hugh Hef was
Mansion, a few come
Boy, I lost of the tally
Move the hills to the valley
No of stylist can style me
Fuck with my robe, on my head
It fuck with my soul, fucked my head
Where do I go when we leave
I talked to God, this I said

Now tell me God, how can you me after all this sex?
How can you love me after all drugs?
How can I be the one to so blessed?
Oh, you
Had to get that off my
Oh, you

Don't we do it all for the though?
Think about it all I'm dolo
Don't we do it all for the though?
(Yours truly)
about it all while I'm dolo
(Trigga, Drum)
Don't we do it all for the dough
Think about it all while I'm
Don't we do it all for the though?
Think about it all while I'm
(An open letter to it may concern)