Yung Stevie - Really Blessed Lyrics

Thinking will I ever blow up
Thinking will we ever go up
Lately I've been thinking bout death
Lately I've been thinking bout myself
Lotta shit not good for my health
Too busy focused on getting all the wealth
When I hit it and take it to the chest
Man I think it could be my last breath
I can't lie man
I been stressed
My head space right now
Ain't the best
When I heard the beat
It's like I had to confess
Lord forgive me
I ain't feeling really blessed
Lord forgive me
I ain't feeling really blessed
Lord forgive me
I ain't feeling really blessed
Lord forgive me
I ain't feeling really blessed
Lord forgive me
I ain't feeling really blessed
My Grandmother praying for me everyday
I'm a pioneer outchea making all these plays
When I'm in my bag I could do this shit for days
Say what you want but I'm feeling no ways
When you sleeping on me
Hope you wake up feeling dazed
Nowadays I've been so unfazed
Somewhere in my life
I don't even know the stage
Fighting all these demons
While I'm lighting up the sage
Like the bro said
Man I've had enough
Your musics right mid
Looking like your Damien Duff
Shawty bad but she good
And I know she got the stuff
Nigga might just really cuff
Don't get your feelings hurt
Zouma in the whip yeah call me Kurt
When I move around gotta stay alert
I'm right up to your necks like a polo shirt
Thinking will I ever blow up
Thinking will we ever go up
Lately I've been thinking bout death
Lately I've been thinking bout myself
Lotta shit not good for my health
Too busy focused on getting all the wealth
When I hit it and take it to the chest
Man I think it could be my last breath
I can't lie man
I been stressed
My head space right now
Ain't the best
When I heard the beat
It's like I had to confess
Lord forgive me
I ain't feeling really blessed

Thinking will I ever blow up
Thinking will we ever go up
Lately I've been thinking bout death
Lately I've been thinking bout myself
Lotta shit not good for my health
Too busy focused on getting all the wealth
When I hit it and take it to the chest
Man I think it could be my last breath
I can't lie man
I been stressed
My head space right now
Ain't the best
When I heard the beat
It's like I had to confess
Lord forgive me
I ain't feeling really blessed
Lord forgive me
I ain't feeling really blessed
Lord forgive me
I ain't feeling really blessed
Lord forgive me
I ain't feeling really blessed
Lord forgive me
I ain't feeling really blessed
My Grandmother praying for me everyday
I'm a pioneer outchea making all these plays
When I'm in my bag I could do this shit for days
Say what you want but I'm feeling no ways
When you sleeping on me
Hope you wake up feeling dazed
Nowadays I've been so unfazed
Somewhere in my life
I don't even know the stage
Fighting all these demons
While I'm lighting up the sage
Like the bro said
Man I've had enough
Your musics right mid
Looking like your Damien Duff
Shawty bad but she good
And I know she got the stuff
Nigga might just really cuff
Don't get your feelings hurt
Zouma in the whip yeah call me Kurt
When I move around gotta stay alert
I'm right up to your necks like a polo shirt
Thinking will I ever blow up
Thinking will we ever go up
Lately I've been thinking bout death
Lately I've been thinking bout myself
Lotta shit not good for my health
Too busy focused on getting all the wealth
When I hit it and take it to the chest
Man I think it could be my last breath
I can't lie man
I been stressed
My head space right now
Ain't the best
When I heard the beat
It's like I had to confess
Lord forgive me
I ain't feeling really blessed