So Blessed - P.MO, ANoyd, Chris Michaud

I’m so blessed with the melody

Writing rhymes is easy so y’all could never step to me

Been patiently waiting sittin' just tryin' to get bossed up

Know I’ve been quiet but I’ve been gettin' my bars up

Yeah I’ve been in my room working

Shawty in my DM hang around and now she lurking

Tellin' me that I’m so deservin' of the fame and the shit

Vibes semi automatic about to bang out the clip

Then another hit you know it’s bad for you

Why you smoking cigarettes girl you know they’re bad for you but

I be one to talk smoke half a pack outside of school

Cigarettes and Ray Bans got me feelin' so cool

I could show you things you ain’t never seen

Rollin' green fuck you mean me and Squires we the team

I’ma terminate these dudes

I’ve been rappin' like a machine

19 with a dream to be the best I’ll ever be

I’ve got so much that I gotta be thankful for

(So thankful)

We 'bout to get it and get it and get so more

So blessed 'bout to get more blessed

(We so blessed, yeah)

So blessed 'bout to get more blessed

Watch me take over the world

I remember I was stealing hella chips and the candy from Dollar Dream

A lot on my plate only problem was finishing collard greens

So I slid them off of the plate in a napkin, you never seen

Are you 4th of the 4th colors like like orange and olive green

Magazine my demine bada boom bada bing

Yeah I say it loud can’t keep it down like I’m on lean

Mc Jagger keep his stones rollin' writing in the dark

I don’t endure light like I don’t celebrate Halloween

Once I leave it’ll all dry, since life’s popurri

My ideas shine with no light bulbs over me, uh

No better feeling than seeing the crowd quoting me, nah

I put my blessin' on the chairs like upholstery, uh

Yo I’m so blessed with the melody, uh

I vent in events 'till they eventually, uh

You gettin' bills your name ain’t ringing a bell to me uh

You watchin' a kid push like child pregnancy you know it

I’ve got so much that I gotta be thankful for

(So thankful)

We 'bout to get it and get it and get so more

So blessed 'bout to get more blessed

(We so blessed, yeah)

So blessed 'bout to get more blessed

Watch me take over the world

They tell me, «P you sing too much, you gotta talk about the real shit.»

Rapping trying to get my dad out of the dealership

Trying to make a meal kid

Trying to make my fam high

Yes, I’ve been away

Now I’ve got them like, «Damn son»

Feeling so blessed like I’ve been talking to god

Took two years off, now I’m beating the odds

50k on one song in one week?

Yeah that’s crazy

Shoutout to all the bad bitches on SoundCloud who play me

You will never play me if you’ve been acting fugazi

Trying to do my own thing and make everybody wavy

Lately I’ve been counting blessings

My mom, my dad, and my brother taught me life’s biggest lessons, yeah

My dad taught me how to be a man

My mom taught me how to care and to be your friend

My brother taught me everybody fakes

So your only real friend is your fam at the end of the day

I’ve got so much that I gotta be thankful for

(So thankful)

We 'bout to get it and get it and get so more

So blessed 'bout to get more blessed

(We so blessed, yeah)

So blessed 'bout to get more blessed

Watch me take over the world

Everybody better make way

Hear about the words I say

The city wasn’t built in the day

Like were gonna stop like no way