Damn near perfect
I don’t know
Aye

Counting my blessings and pardon my curses
All of my verses I spit damn near perfect
The bar so low feel like I don’t deserve it
Easily step over it with all my worst shit
Countin’ my blessings and pardon my curses
All of my verses I spit damn near perfect
The bar so low feel like I don’t deserve it
Easily step over it with all my worst shit

They want a hook and melody, they don’t want raps
They want that shit that get em hype, they don’t wants facts
They just believe in what they see they do not ask
Unfortunately these fuckers lying they just acts
Chasing cheese, see them caught up in the trap
Normally, let it slide but shit is wack
All these bitches only skill is throwing back
And all these pussies think it’s trill to watch it clap
It was never cool to pop bottles
It was never cool to cop models
It was never cool to pull up in a fancy whip
Your brainwashed by the government bitch
Id spit on you but that’d prolly waste my mana
Plus I was raised better, uh mind your manors
Shit is monumental but they lowered all the standards
Prolly couldn’t even fucking, understand this

Count my blessings and pardon my curses
All of my verses I spit damn near perfect
The bar so low feel like I don’t deserve it
Easily step over it with all my worst shit
Countin’ my blessings and pardon my curses
All of my verses I spit damn near perfect
The bar so low feel like I don’t deserve it
Easily step over it with all my worst shit

Fuck the people that I once stood beside
Didn’t wanna kick em out, they couldn’t ride
With this anarchy, the sun is on my side
So I don’t feel bad, them motherfuckers lied
Weak minds got em following the lines
I stayed the same and grew
Y’all be switching sides
Promise you my middle finger move the way I rise
Yeah I’m shooting shots, but bitch it’s overtime
If they say they supported, then they lied
All my day ones the ones by my side
If they say that they love me then they lied
Prolly wish that I was aborted when I fly
Jah Sun see my eyes bitch I’m wise
Every fucking day, battling the lord of flies
All you pussies stink that’s why you ‘tracting all these flies
Bitch I’m on a boat that’s why I’m floating with the tides aye

Count my blessings and pardon my curses
All of my verses I spit damn near perfect
The bar so low feel like I don’t deserve it
Easily step over it with all my worst shit
Facts

Nah nah, nah nah
Nah
Nah I’m not giving you a fucking melody
Didn’t you fuckin’ listen to the song?
God damn