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Woke Up Blessed letra


Hey, this is for my child
This is for the gang, never switched sides
This is for my enemies that didn't want the smoke
This is for the labels tryna put me in a hole
This is for you talking all the shit I ain't forget (oh)
This is for the bitches tryna throw down on my rap
This is for the Twitter fingers on the internet

Never gon' complain, I just rolled up, hold up
Woke up blessed, smoking on the truth
This my year, no next
Breaking out the roof then I'm breaking all the rules
Door swing open, now they see me coming through, yeah
I need motivation, I need money in my pool, yeah
Put a hundred on me, now you see what hundreds do, ta
Rooftop, elevated in my mind, yeah
Shrooms, I'm never tainted in my shine, yeah
Number one, no number two, they press rewind, uh

This year taught me many things to
Let it flows and see what it brings
Be right here living in the moment
And I'm learning, I'm still growing
No regrets, I design it
Need respect, don't even try it
Left it all on the table, but I'm grateful for it

Sticks, stones can't hurt me no more
Can't hut me no more, not me (hurt me)
These times been falling so hard
But they're only getting better, baby

I'm praying
These dreams can't fit in no box
Can't sit on no shelf dusty (dusty)
Made my mind according to me, yeah

Just how I like (oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh)
That's right (oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh)
I decided (oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh)
I'ma live my best life (oh, oh, ooh)
Shout-shuot out to promoters giving bottles to my hoes (ayy)

This is for the fans, got my songs on your phones
This is for a hater, always checking how I'm moving
This is for the movers (ay), knowing I'm the blueprint
This is for my niggas getting money, that's my type
This is for my city getting litty every night (woo)
This is for a wannabe, hoping that I'm gon' quit

Bitches can't compete with me, I be on my own shit
I be acting up, going crazy
By the box, I know who played me
People probably would, but it raised me
All that fake shit ain't gon' phase me
This dead weight been so heavy
Ain't been feeling like myself lately

So I chose to make me right, I'm gon' be fine
Sticks, stones can't hurt me no more
Can't hut me no more, can't hurt me (hurt me)
These times been falling so hard
But they're only getting better, baby

I'm praying
These dreams can't fit in no box
Can't sit on no shelf dusty (dusty)
Made my mind according to me, ooh, yeah, yeah

Just how I like (oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh)
That's right (oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh) (no)
I decided (oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh)
I'ma live my best life (oh, oh, ooh)

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Just how I like (oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh)
I'ma live my best, I'ma live my best life
That's right (oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh)

Visualized it, I decided
I decided (oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh)
I decided, I decided, you invited
I'ma live my best life (oh, oh, ooh)

Tinashe - Letras

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