I've been blessed
But I don't see it yet
Margiela shoes burnt with a cigarette
I've been down
But I don't know it yet
Been down
I don't think I'm coming back
I've been blessed
But I don't see it yet
Margiela shoes burnt with a cigarette
I've been down
But I don't know it yet
Been down
I don't think I'm coming back
Close my eyes, put my hands up to the ceiling
I cannot explain why I'm always in my feelings
Ride around the city strapped like I'm drilling
Hit the mall, Bloomingdales, shop till I'm chilling
Cast a spell on my cup now I'm spilling
I been getting tired of doing drugs but I'm willing
Can't get into the club, that's the feeling
I was just trying to get some sun, now I'm peeling
I've been blessed
But I don't see it yet
Margiela shoes burnt with a cigarette
I've been down
But I don't know it yet
Been down
I don't think I'm coming back
I've been blessed
But I don't see it yet
Margiela shoes burnt with a cigarette
I've been down
But I don't know it yet
Been down
I don't think I'm coming back