[Verse 1: P.MO]
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

[Chorus: Trippz Michaud]
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

[Verse 2: ANoyd]
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

[Chorus: Trippz Michaud]
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

[Verse 3: P.MO]
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

[Chorus: Trippz Michaud]
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

[Outro: Trippz Michaud]
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