I been blessed with resilient genes
Mama and daddy made a warrior outta me
Been taught how to keep on keepin' on
I know ain't nothin' or no one ever what it seem
Blessed with the wisdom to know when to ask for help
But at the end of anything, I do that s*** myself
Comin' from the country, in the streets you cain't tell
I know I'm close to heaven cause I'm almost outta hell
I keep bullets in the bag with the bands
These days I keep my enemies as close as I keep my fans
(You a Stan)
Been done wrong too many times, won't do it again
Knew the shit all along, that a bitch was destined to win
Been slung hard through the mud, but I ain't politickin
Everything I do is magic, but no I ain't a Wiccan
I be up in the club, make no mistake I ain't trickin
But I got ya boo up in this b**** and you know he wishin'
I been blessed with resilient genes
Mama and daddy made a warrior outta me
Been taught how to keep on keepin' on
I know ain't nothin' or no one ever what it seem
Blessed with the wisdom to know when to ask for help
But at the end of anything, I do that s*** myself
Comin' from the country, in the streets you cain't tell
I know I'm close to heaven cause I'm almost outta hell
I remember when I used to get my ass beat
Let a muhf***a try me now that I got the heat
If you really wanna know how to impress me
Pop up on me with that R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Now that s*** gettin' real, I don't need no accomplices
If you get my attention, understand that s*** is heaven-sent
Obstacles up in my path, I guess we off roadin'
Say they knew me in my past but Maci Jae do not know them
I cannot care about who I leave behind
I gotta stay on my grind
Gotta take care of mine
Gotta tell 'em I just ain't got no more time
Gotta stay on my grind
Gotta take care of mine
I cannot care about who I leave behind
I gotta stay on my grind
Gotta take care of mine
Gotta tell 'em I just ain't got no more time
Gotta stay on my grind
Gotta take care of mine