Lyrics Blessing by Lil Tecca

(Squad)
Yeah, real shit (Squad)
Yeah, this my shit (Real shit, real shit)
Yeah, real shit, ayy (Real shit)
Yeah, this my shit (Real shit, real shit)
Yeah, real shit, let's get it (Real shit, real shit)
Yeah, this my shit, let's get it
Yeah (Yeah)

I'm the blessing, so who 'bout to bless me now?
She wan' cuff and arrest me now
I'm that nigga, no, you cannot test me out
All that extra shit really gon' stress me out
Put some Chrome on my chestpiece, wow (Yeah, yeah)
Lеveled up, I just got me somе XP, how? (Oh)
You AP with a dead piece, how? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)
Niggas hoes when they look deep down (Ayy, that's probably Tago, oh)
[Post-Chorus]
So I'm tired of keepin' it real with 'em
If it's fire, then we in the field with 'em
Money turn niggas to guilt-trippers
Had to learn that some people can't sit with us
Never lied when I said that you let me down
Never lied when you let me down
Gossipin', then you can't be 'round
My niggas top ten, pull up ten deep, wow

I really turnt to a problem, gotta chill out with the marijuana (Gotta)
Shawty want Balenciaga, Prada, she f*ck wit' Dolce Gabbana
Coolin' 'cause she see I do what I wanna (Uh)
Chillin' 'cause I know they still haven't caught up (Uh)
I got some sauce, now I'm sauced up (Yeah)
Turnt to a boss, now I'm bossed up
Yeah, who the f*ck gave a handout?
Motion flowin', I don't know it's a drought
I ain't never ask no nigga for help
If I'm focused, I can do it myself
You not me, so what the f*ck you gon' tell me?
Probably somethin' that I just told myself (Bop, bop, bop)
You can't help you, how the f*ck you gon' help me?
Probably somethin' that they couldn't tell theyself, yeah (Yeah)
Everytime I come in clutch, first why all my niggas, they clutchin', ayy (For real)
Who the f*ck you trick? You bluffin', real shit
Who the f*ck you think you stuntin'?
Gotta watch who the f*ck you put your trust in (Yeah)
Act is frontin', but they gettin' dubbed (Yeah, yeha)
Niggas'll lose their pride for the buzz
Yeah, I just guess that's really how it was
Yeah, I just guess that's really how it was

I'm the blessing, so who 'bout to bless me now?
She wan' cuff and arrest me now
I'm that nigga, no, you cannot test me out
All that extra shit really gon' stress me out
Put some Chrome on my chestpiece, wow (Yeah, yeah)
Leveled up, I just got me some XP, how? (Oh)
You AP with a dead piece, how? (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas hoes when they look deep down (Oh)

[Post-Chorus]
So I'm tired of keepin' it real with 'em
If it's fire, then we in the field with 'em
Money turn niggas to guilt-trippers
Had to learn that some people can't sit with us
Never lied when I said that you let me down
Never lied when you let me down
Gossipin', then you can't be 'round
My niggas top ten, pull up ten deep, wow

You—You—You say you a blessing, I can't trust that, on gang
I came up here with my guys, so I trust my whole gang
You—You—You say you a blessing, I can't trust that ho—can't trust that—trust
Came up here with my guys, so I trust my whole gang