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Blessings (Interlude) Video (MV)




Performed By: J.Mag
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Justin Morrison




J.Mag - Blessings (Interlude) Lyrics
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Yeah
Summer basics
Let bitches get ahead of themselves
I'm f*ckin' faces
F*ckin' up my ride
No wheels
I need a spaceship
It's money on my mind
Keep winnin'
I'm tuckin' aces
I just copped up some heat, just different budgets
I throw shit like Jokic with the Nuggets
Try to show love
No love, you really buggin'
Every now and then, fake people show true colors
But y'all makin' thin noise
Blow like the wind voice
All the free promo
I should send a invoice
I could make a deadline
Y'all could make the same choice
Dish it like Ben Sim
F*ck around and win ROY
Actin' like a cartoon
Your network was off
Y'all keep talkin' 'bout Courage, but you cowardly, dawg
Y'all keep talkin' bout the wages like it's hours involved
But this is, spiritual, God
I get the message across
Yeah
Pride 'fore the fall
Yeah, that's when mistakes come
I burn when the sun's down
That's a late run
Safe to say, I've been; one of the great ones
Keep the state funds covered up like Drake's son
And y'all could make fun
This music ain't for you
Y'all don't got the same approach
Even strangers ignore you
How you hate the same person who gave love/supported you?
F*ckin' mother should've swallowed you
The game should've aborted you
I go
Double-time
Double-time
All the time
Yeah
Until them angels sing for me
Wonder why
Wonder why
Yeah
It's a dangerous game to play
Double-time
Double-time
All the time
Yeah
Until them angels sing for me
Wonder why
Wonder why
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English

Yeah
Summer basics
Let bitches get ahead of themselves
I'm f*ckin' faces
F*ckin' up my ride
No wheels
I need a spaceship
It's money on my mind
Keep winnin'
I'm tuckin' aces
I just copped up some heat, just different budgets
I throw shit like Jokic with the Nuggets
Try to show love
No love, you really buggin'
Every now and then, fake people show true colors
But y'all makin' thin noise
Blow like the wind voice
All the free promo
I should send a invoice
I could make a deadline
Y'all could make the same choice
Dish it like Ben Sim
F*ck around and win ROY
Actin' like a cartoon
Your network was off
Y'all keep talkin' 'bout Courage, but you cowardly, dawg
Y'all keep talkin' bout the wages like it's hours involved
But this is, spiritual, God
I get the message across
Yeah
Pride 'fore the fall
Yeah, that's when mistakes come
I burn when the sun's down
That's a late run
Safe to say, I've been; one of the great ones
Keep the state funds covered up like Drake's son
And y'all could make fun
This music ain't for you
Y'all don't got the same approach
Even strangers ignore you
How you hate the same person who gave love/supported you?
F*ckin' mother should've swallowed you
The game should've aborted you
I go
Double-time
Double-time
All the time
Yeah
Until them angels sing for me
Wonder why
Wonder why
Yeah
It's a dangerous game to play
Double-time
Double-time
All the time
Yeah
Until them angels sing for me
Wonder why
Wonder why
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Writer: Justin Morrison
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