Written by darius henry
Produced by homebody
Oh my
N***as hate and catch the o line
No time
For the fakes you n***as blow me
Oh please
Look at me
Do you think I'm stressing
Every time you fall into depression
Count your blessings
Aw yeah
Aw yeah
Count your blessings
Aw yeah
Aw yeah
Count your blessings
Aw yeah
Aw yeah
Count your blessings
It's more to it than the money
Count your blessings
Sitting in a telly
Pretty far from local card swipes
Ring from my celly
See the homie hit my phone like
You got so many blessings
How the hell they still doubting ya
Told him I ain't pressed
Motherf**ker cause I'm counting up
Back with that s**t for your jeep
Know you need that
Sold out them hats with the team
They believe that
Do they really love him
Why the f**k is that a question
Couple g's off a free mixtape
Count your blessings
Aw yeah
I'm in my zone
Ain't talk in couple months
Now this chick hit my phone like
What's the matter
You don't call nobody
B***h you must think you're a pimp named jerome
Pocket watching got you shopping
Knowing you ain't 'bout it 'bout it
Know your limits
Wishing for his vision
N***a mind your business
On a mission
Almost to the top is how we see the glass
Even when the s**t is going bad
Prayer hands up
All my life I wanted more
Need more g's to get the cars
Keys overseas
Them honeys checking
Seen it on ig
I gotta get it
All my life I wanted more
Need more g's to get the cars
Keys overseas
Them honeys checking
Wait a minute my n***a
Count your blessings
Thumbing through my blessings
While you're resting
I been counting up
Listen to the records
Check the message
They ain't saying much
Shoutout to ms
Carol
You're amazing
Girl you made me this
Flights out to france
Look at god
That's a great assist
Everybody got a plate
But everybody ain't eating
'Cause them n***as got the steak
You mad 'cause your plates vegan
Spend it all for the mention
Pockets in a great depression
N***as go broke for flexing
Please homie
Count your blesssings
See the wave
You see the wave
You see the wave
Like why he got it
Everybody gon' peep the game
Nevada with you when you be watching
Nevada with you when you be popping
Nevada with you going through it all
No thanks on the way up
When your times up
Nevada's gone
We want it
Yeah
We want it too
Seen a million dollar pictures like
We want the loot
Seen a million dollars whipping like
We want the coupes
They say the grass ain't always greener
But I rather dry my tears in beamers
