(Blessings at my door
Hope it gives you hell to see me win
Hope it gives you hell)
Fuck all your well wishes well hidden
Deep in these sweet scented
Knee bended spells
Smelling all the shit beneath the well
When I win I hope it gives you hell
Night sweats tight chest
Hope you never find rest and my success
Is hammered on your casket
Hope you feel compelled
To burn it to the ground
I hope it gives you hell
Turn the other cheek
But I don't wish you well
Founders aren't keepers
They don't live to tell
Counted on sheep skin I know vixens well
I don't know sleep I got more shit to sell
I don't know peaks I got no pinnacle
I wish for you a wistful future
Filled with gloom
I picked your suit
Your will includes your kids as well
And when you perish hope the devils real
Blessings at my door let them in
Hope it gives you hell to see me win
Tip my cup and fill it to the brim
Hope it gives you hell
(Uh uh)
Blessings at my door let them in
Hope it gives you hell to see me win
Tip my cup and fill it to the brim
Hope it gives you hell
Incase you're wondering
Where I have been
Back against the ropes inside the ring
Fighting for my life I had to win
Took a couple losses to the chin
They was scheming tryna kill the king
Charge it to the game and take it in
Use the pain the fuel the flame within
Who's to blame coz you afraid to swim
I remember it was just a dream
Now it's like a rude awakening
Know it probably hurts to see me grin
Fly as hell I know you see the wings
Me and destiny we have a fling
This is karma floating out the pen
Rappers garbage empty out the bin
Fuck the opposition next of kin
Blessings at my door let them in
Hope it gives you hell to see me win
Tip my cup and fill it to the brim
Hope it gives you hell
(Uh uh)
Blessings at my door let them in
Hope it gives you hell to see me win
Tip my cup and fill it to the brim
Hope it gives you hell
