Blessed lyrics

[Chorus: Ilymental]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Got money, I couldn't stress
Guap, it got me feeling blessed, yeah
I can't work a 9-5
I'm busy counting checks, yeah
They was talking down on me
Like I ain't been the best, yeah
Pressure on me, there's way too much weight on my back, yeah
I can't even drive and I'm still whipping the scatpack
Choppa got em jumping up and down, like a tapdance
Yes, I keep some tools on my hip, like I'm batman

[Verse 1: Ilymental]
Running to the bag, I been guap-chasing
They stealing my swag, want my sauce plankton
You don't get to brag, you got caught faking
Yeah, I'm in my bag, tell my mom I made it
Yеah I'm in my bag, got a lot of payments
If I make her mad, I'mma drop a statеment
Yeah, I'm thanking god for this guap, like amen
I know that you mad, that I'm up you hate it
I know that you mad that, I'm up that's some jealousy
Step out of the crib, I just put on a margelia tee
They seen I had talent, and they gave me all these penalties
I just dropped two k's on a fit, like I'm kketamine
[Verse 2: Funeral]
She see what's on my body you know she wants a piece of that
She know its something that they can never ever have
Way too good like me, no he can't eat like me
They see what's on my jeans, that b*tch lil freak on me
I know you b*tches choosing, she like money she choosing
My pockets never losing, my pockets f*cking oozing
Yeah she see the greens all over me, she left your ass cause she all on me
Your pockets always stay on e, don't love these hoes, love that green

[Chorus: Ilymental]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Got money, I couldn't stress
Guap, it got me feeling blessed, yeah
I can't work a 9-5
I'm busy counting checks, yeah
They was talking down on me
Like I ain't been the best, yeah
Pressure on me, there's way too much weight on my back, yeah
I can't even drive and I'm still whipping the scatpack
Choppa got em jumping up and down, like a tapdance
Yes, I keep some tools on my hip, like I'm batman