Celebrations for the Living

The Dead Can't count their Blessing..

At the SeaFloor I was breathing

Now at the top all do is dripping

In the trap, I was hustlin' heavy,

Now I'm up, pockets feelin' steady.

Used to grind hard, stress on daily,

Now I’m ballin', ain't nothin’ faze me.

Came from nothin', now I shine,

Used to be broke, now I'm fine.

Hustled through the dark, no light,

Now I’m stackin' cash every night.

Hit the scene, we run the club,

Came from dirt, now it’s all love.

Poppin’ bottles, ain't no scrub,

Now they know we’re risin’ up.

You train the bitch in school,

But in the club She Cleaning my Tool

You teach her good in class,

But with me, she movin' fast.

You act tough, think you last,

She with me, forgettin' the past.

You want Her to be Good

she's out here breaking the rule.

While you're stuck acting like a fool,

She's with me, bending every jewel.

she’s with me, calling your bluff.

You stay in line, follow the code,

She with me, switching up the mode.

You play it safe, tryna be bold,

She in my ride, losing control.

You buy her dreams, stories been told,

She with me now, heart turned cold.

How you drip like that, they ask,

Stay fresh, never slip on the task.

Flexin’ hard, no need for a mask,

Money talks, I don’t gotta brag.

Stay on point, chasing the bag,

Came up quick, never hit a snag,

And You Know We Rising