Blessed (512)

Bitch I’m blessed up, But don’t flex

Don’t need no diamonds on my neck

If I blow up I’ll probably end my career like Kapernick

But I’m not for no hammer-sickle

I’m working for that pumpernickel

Fall or fly, just make your pick ya’ll, just chose something because I know your fickle

minds don’t have no concept of no time

Working like you are all confined

By the encroaching thin blue line

But if we all were so inclined

Tell me, would you go fall or fly?

Why settle down when you could thrive?

I’m so blessed to be from 5-5-51-512

And my beat is advanced, imma blow the whole city up

And we all need a dance like chi town’s ol Diddy bop

And chi town, like Chance, Imma remix chop chop

For Austin baby, we gon reinvent hip-hop

Yea this really is for the whole damn city

When the only one to come up before us is fuckin Kiddy

Thats why, Imma revolutionize, me and Young Envy