Blaqbonez – Bless Up (ft. BBJN & Boogey)

Blaqbonez – Bless Up (ft. BBJN & Boogey)

[Verse 1: Blaqbonez]
This that hustle Music
Grinding grinding till I’m ducking cupid
Time and time I call on God to do it
Cos tomato price no fit stop the movement
Brother Bless up
RIP to those who left us
We gon make em proud, Versace rocking cos you addressed the way you dressed up
So we freshed up
Bruh we gatta package
Gatta stop blowing bills like tiwa savage
Gatta know when to spend and manage
Gatta know the kinda woman you put behind you, hope you get the message
Bro its never over that na first half
I’m not playing this ma bench rhymes
When we find a hater we say Bless am, Bless up
Cos no be by who sabi wear cloth
Mehn Its school of hardnocks we dey learn stuff
Today tyre fit dey inside benz bruh
Tomorrow e fit dey under Gen bruh
What I’m saying is, anything can happen
From a face me i face you to a mansion
From ogogogoro to henny in a glass cup
From a Legediz to revving em wagons
Behold them blessings
Borrow if you no get credit
Cos we boutta call the shots
Boutta run it so we stay athletic
Behold them blessings
Borrow if you no get credit
Cos we boutta call the shots
Boutta run it so we stay athletic

[Hook: BBJN]
I put my hustle over everything
Swear i put it on ma last Name
Ama keep it going, never stopping till I’m living life on the fast lane
Put all my haters to rest
I’m ’bout to light up the flex
To all ma niggas going through the trials and tribulations all i tell em is

[Chorus: BBJN]
Bless up Bless Up
Bless up Bless up (all i be wishing is blessings)
Bless Up Bless Up
Bless up Bless up (Blessings on blessings ma nigga)

[Verse 2: Boogey]
Look in my eyes and you see persistence
Behind all the tears that I spill
Wonder what they’ll do when I die in my sleep and listeners
Remember the years that I killed
A word will do for the wise, you can heap the scriptures, and never compare to my skill
So I tell ’em move to the side homie keep your distance
Fuck shit up I swear that I will
I’m hopping over every obstacle impossible for me to break
I throw a rock or two, a rocket too, and couldn’t even scrape
And time on my watch is due, but all my watches do be fake
My second hand ain’t moved in a minute, i’ll stop if you relate
Late to the party but the best dressed still
Black balled, how Kanye West ex feels
Hiphop telling me no need for sex let’s chill
Tongue out, while I’m looking for the next best meal
Art-ificial Intelligence
Hard to miss you were negligent
All you bishops are fake and retarded dissing the heaven sent
Heaven sent me to carry the burden
Nigerian hip hop, I think I married a virgin
The suffering is success buffering
My shit don’t fit, Imma force it and stuff it in
Get the hustle in
Never listen to they when they saying of course you lame
Gather inspiration til it’s breaking the porcelain
They’ll say he went from his walking day
To a golf and stayed grinding, the porsche came
Switch to the bosses lane
Cost of fame and extortion same
Take shit like WC
Come back wanted like WC
Saying fuck everybody that thought you lost the game
And then you lifting the WC
Or a double UCL in three, if you real
That’s the way to get the W, see?

[Hook: BBJN]
I put my hustle over everything
Swear i put it on ma last Name
Ama keep it going, never stopping till I’m living life on the fast lane
Put all my haters to rest
I’m ’bout to light up the flex
To all ma niggas going through the trials and tribulations all i tell em is

[Verse 3: Blaqbonez]
My momma made me do this, she told me never get even
Saying its a virtue no matter how much they hurt you
Turn the other cheek if your enemies run up on you
I do everything to be better, but it’s a struggle
Channel the negative energy into the booth
Gotta be a better me, battling with these truths
Like you can never get me, I’m too high to be moved
Really you thought you could get me? sounded really cool but
I’m on another level, wouldn’t contemplate it
Nah I ain’t on another level i just graduated
Get the pen and paper (write write)
Somebody gotta be mature in the conversation/
So I say bless you like bless you
Bless you really mean bless you
No no no No deeper meaning like F you
No no no no no I don’t condemn you
Cos I’m a better man
Not better than you but a better me
I learnt Love love love the Mandela thing
Cos I heard hate took a lotta good people to the cemetery
Cos I’m a better man
Not better than you but a better me
I learnt Love love love the Mandela ting
Cos i heard hate took a lotta good people to the cemetery

[Hook: BBJN]
I put my hustle over everything
Swear i put it on ma last Name
Ama keep it going, never stopping till I’m living life on the fast lane
Put all my haters to rest
Am boutta light up the flex
To all ma niggas going through the trials and tribulations all i tell em is

[Chorus: BBJN]
Bless up Bless Up
Bless up Bless up (all i be wishing is blessings)
Bless Up Bless Up
Bless up Bless up (Blessings on blessings ma nigga)
Bless up Bless Up
Bless up Bless up
Bless Up Bless Up
Bless up Bless up (Blessings on blessings ma nigga)

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