2 Blessed

You the creator of reality
Think it, then you make it turn your life into a masterpiece
People go to churches, look for God but see actually
Your one with everything, you’re the one who writes the chapter
Yee
I been tuning into new mindsets & Frequencies
I just need a baby down to vibe, let out the freak with me
I’m just tryna show the world there’s deeper depths than meets the eye
Life ain’t a disguise
Y’all try fake the funk
But that don’t fly
I can’t really fuck with your
Mask know what future said
Take a deep dive into your soul
Im like Scuba
Yeah
I ain’t really with the white lies, this ain’t Cuba, no
Pushing out the weight, cause my heart it weigh a pound of Gold
I hate people who scared to embrace the
Realer sides of they souls
We all family, look in my eyes, and they know
I know what it feel like, to feel like to feel disconnected
That’s about the time, I write the rhyme and grip the pencil
Imma stop the talking
If Im bout it then I walk it
I need dollars in my pocket, but Im trying to spread the conscious
I make em both co-exist
I change the world by being honest
Who knew your life could change if you just walk up out the darkness
Put a knife up in my chest I’m going out like Jesus
There will never Be a They Cause it can only Be us
See me walk up in the club, I’m shining out, I T-up
Had to mine my own business, to get fancy, Tea cup
I’m a tear drop in existence
I’m dreaming
Had to learn mix my angels with my demons
Now I’m living like I’m fresh out of the Semen
Young boy too fresh
Too holy
Too blessed
I’m out my mind
My parents wondering like who Kyle
Young boy walked in with new style, new vibe
I cut a few off, can’t have no loose ties
On God
Who’s really, really, really gon' ride with me
Im talking til the wheels fall off
And heaven’s gates pop off
My whole nut fall off
Cause Geriatrics get it the worst
I just pray that Im fucking my nurse
May all the real live forever, and the fake disperse
Please don’t tell me you love me
If you ain’t loving you first
Yeah my life been ugly, yeah I been through the dirt
All this knowledge in my head, some would say that Im cursed
Put a knife up in my chest I’m going out like Jesus
There will never Be a They Cause it can only Be us
See me walk up in the club, I’m shining out, I T-up
Had to mine my own business, to get fancy, Tea cup
I’m a tear drop in existence
I’m dreaming
Had to learn mix my angels with my demons
Now I’m living like I’m fresh out of the Semen
Young boy too fresh
Too holy
Too blessed