Bless You - Skrapz, B-Anca

I’m just tryna elevate myself

Into a position where I can look back at my life

And just say, «Ah»

Feel me?

It’s like, certain people don’t wanna see that happen

I love that, though

Let me get a special shoutout to all the scumbags

That never wanna see me get through

All I wanna say is, God bless you

I wouldn’t have the motivation if it weren’t for you

I’d have a lack of concentration if it weren’t for you

So when you see me in my jewels, know it’s all for you

All my name brand shoes, did it all for you

'Cause givin' up somethin' that I’ll never do

All I wanna say is three words, God bless you

God bless you, God bless you

Father, if You’re listenin', just bless them

Just bless them, just bless them

And if you’re hatin' on the kid, God bless you

God bless you, God bless you

Father, if You’re listenin', just bless them

Just bless them, just bless them

And if you’re hatin' on the kid, God bless you

Ayo, it’s not no gay ting when I tell my brother I love him

I don’t spar man, I see my brother and hug him

Said to man, «I know him, my brother, they ain’t my cousin»

And if I ever blow up, they wouldn’t be gettin' nothing

I love my family and my family loves me

And if they ever need help, they can come and ask me

'Cause I did it for my family

Fill a boy’s head back with lead for my family

Do you understand me?

I ain’t really tryna be a killer but I can be

My baby mother love me but she said that she can’t stand me

Said I love my friends more than her, I said, «Nah

By the way, all them man there ain’t my friends, that’s my family»

Argue with my dawgs on the block sippin' brandy

Fuck a Red Bull, man was chasin' it with cranberry juice

If anything I’m sayin' now ain’t the truth

May God strike me down

Let me get a special shoutout to all the scumbags

That never wanna see me get through

All I wanna say is, «God bless you»

I wouldn’t have the motivation if it weren’t for you

I’d have a lack of concentration if it weren’t for you

So when you see me in my jewels, know it’s all for you

All my name brand shoes, did it all for you

'Cause givin' up is somethin' that I’ll never do

All I wanna say is three words, God bless you

God bless you, God bless you

Father, if You’re listenin', just bless them

Just bless them, just bless them

And if you’re hatin' on the kid, God bless you

God bless you, God bless you

Father, if You’re listenin', just bless them

Just bless them, just bless them

And if you’re hatin' on the kid, God bless you

If you’re hatin' on the kid, God bless you

I know that one there is more personal than a F-U

I’m gonna be a winner, my nigga, don’t let it stress you

Gotta keep it movin', my nigga, I’m not a statue

Ten years ago, I probably woulda slapped you

But I’m grown now and all I’m sayin' is, «Thank you»

My nigga said, Skrapz, they only hate when you’re great"

I said, «niggas been hatin' from when I was only 8»

Now I’m nearly 28, this money I’m tryna make

Made a couple mistakes but still ain’t put on the brakes

God bless all of my haters but please don’t bless any jakes

Them kinda man there, the kinda man that I hate

They always up on my tell, they put my niggas in jail

Don’t bless any of them, let all of them burn in Hell

And the **** in the court, let all of them burn as well

Put them in the jailhouse and burn them all in the cell

Let me get a special shoutout to all the scumbags

That never wanna see me get through

All I wanna say is, God bless you

I wouldn’t have the motivation if it weren’t for you

I’d have a lack of concentration if it weren’t for you

So when you see me in my jewels, know it’s all for you

All my name brand shoes, did it all for you

'Cause givin' up is somethin' that I’ll never do

All I wanna say is three words, God bless you

God bless you, God bless you

Father, if You’re listenin', just bless them

Just bless them, just bless them

And if you’re hatin' on the kid, God bless you

God bless you, God bless you

Father, if You’re listenin', just bless them

Just bless them, just bless them

And if you’re hatin' on the kid, God bless you

Yeah, that’s that wavy shit

Shouts to B. anca on the hook

And all you pagans, God bless you