Curren$y
Count Your Blessings

[Verse 1: Stalley]
At the top of the top
Peel off, light up, then I’m droppin' the top
You know the mission, always to bring the bread home, akh'
Light description, the car wheels stop, Chicago '85's
N***as on a mission these days to grind on overdrive
Told n***as to get they bread up, and they was mortified
I mean that's like motivation
Joint on the beach, how I write on vacation
This blank page is acres, and I’m just landscaping
Shit I created was beyond imagination, powerful the mind
Diamonds in the Rollie face cluttered up the time
Strategic on the rise, we all huddled up for mine
Handsome face, long beard, sending chills down her spine (Word life)
They say I got superpowers, like Gambit
The way my feet planted, they can't stand it
Way I round up this money, I'm like a bandit
Blue collar life, I’m really branded
Stay solid and firm without the antics
Peace to Tokyo and Spitta, fathers on they man-shit
(Word life)
(Word life)


[Chorus: ]
Count your blessings, love (Look up, look up)
You will rise above it all
I hope you get what you dream of (Dreams)
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[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Money, weed and bitches, fast cars and liquor
Such a dangerous mixture, still in all we addicted
Don't need no help with, don't need no rehab clinic
Just let me live with it, I'm not sick, I'm just sick of n***as
In a part of the building where only owners is sitting
And I'm not workin' for 'em, I'm workin' with 'em
Broke n***as don't really know the difference
That's why them broke n***as ain't never in here
Smell of cinnamon in my Bentley, smell of lemon grass in my S-Class
Fundamental ballin', like chest pass
Jump shot or the lay-up
Or we can get complex like them And-1 players
They ask who the best, you better say us

[Verse 3: Madeintyo]
I'm in LA, like I’m Mac Miller
This [?], buddy here like old Dilla
I couldn't give up, kid, I’m a go getter
Life full circling right now, I'm spittin' with Spitta
Maybe you get it if you want more (Ooh)
I was thinkin' 'bout my dreams in the corner store (Sauce)
Like why you hatin' on the them n***as, why you do that for (Ooh)
The realest in the room, go ahead and knock the door
OG 'Preme, yeah, with some Concords (Sauce)
Used to go to Wally World for my camo shorts (Ooh)
And if I cop another whip, I want the Datsun first
Don't wanna be full of regrets laying in a hearse
[Chorus: ]
Count your blessings, love (Just look up, look up)
You will rise above it all
I hope you get what you dream of (Dreams)
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Just wait on it
Just wait on your moment
Just wait on it
Just wait on your moment