Bless Ya'Soul - Ocean Blues

With multiple choices, I know that God testing on me
I just pray that my choice got a blessing on it
Did I choose right or did I guess it wrong
And why these beats Gold when my breath is on it?
Tryna take flight and let these words fly, desert eagles got a message on it
Fought reapers and the stresses on me
My reflection showing me my next opponent
Win or lose
All summer flex winter blues we done stacked up
Got a whole lot of shit dropping that I held in, felt backed up
I won't flex til my brothers could, we gon play our role, then act up
Flip the script on the bad luck, pop the padlock, lift the latch up
Doors open for us
Salsa dance with my destiny, the floors open for us
Smooth stepper, rose in my mouth with a promise that I'm more focused for us
Small business to the large business, know it's all business, my goals enormous
I ain't have a choice knowing I'm the one chosen for this
Ain't thinking bout my pain today my mind is full of blues
Ain't shit gon take this pain away but I been pulling through
Them boys ain't got no aim today, see they just pull and shoot
And it could be my day today cuz sometimes bullets choose
But if it ain't my time and I survive the day and make it home
I'll recognize I'm great and wake up daily, tryna make it known
We gon make it happen, getting rich is over due
Can't stop what's bound to happen, tryna be rich before it do
Who's working the weather? it's hotter than ever
It's hard to be chilling, when nothing forever
It's the summer season, where the good girls give they love to whoever
Hundred degrees and he rocking a hoodie, just know that he'll bust through the sweater
It can all end
Emergency
Gotta be rich 'fore they bury me
Got a few worries that hurried me
Apologies, pardon my urgency
Just a child but I heard of things
Coke and money was the birds and B's
Pimps, hoes, fiends, murder, greed
Tryna live long, certainly
Saw the blood turning over certain leaves
It's gon be a while before the rain come
Wishing heaven had a phone to dial but it ain't one
And my mind been on the money, that's until the pain come
I'm still the same one, to grow, I had to change some
Ain't thinking bout my pain today, my mind is full of blues
Ain't shit gon take this pain away but I been pulling through
Them boys ain't got no aim today, see they just pull and shoot
And it could be my day today cuz sometimes bullets choose
But if it ain't my time and I survive the day and make it home
I'll recognize I'm great and wake up daily, tryna make it known
We gon make it happen, getting rich is over due
Can't stop what's bound to happen, tryna be rich before it do

Written by:
Ke'Von Harris

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