Jide-Kun - Bless Down (I Thank U) Lyrics

Do me a favor please
Get out of here
Get out of here
Shit, know what I'm saying

I gotta dash; I'm living fast
I gotta dash, ducking my past
Ducking the karma that's all on my ass
I feel like dummy; a nigga might crash
I'm racing myself, I cannot finish last
Racing myself, I cannot finish last
I'm racing myself, I cannot finish last
I'm racing myself, I cannot finish last

I hated having big dreams
Cruel world and I need to be real
Best friend died at sixteen
So I know I ain't supposed to be here
Manifested in the things I fear
And the feeling wasn't uncanny
Found comfort in a dark space
Found comfort being unhappy
My family ain't the most supportive
Honestly, I'd probably get more support from a Trump supporter
Dysfunction was our brick and mortar
Be the difference: tall order
Got older; stopped stressing
Used to sit back and count problems
Now I sit back and count blessings
Thankful for people that love me
I'm thankful for people that judge me
I'm thankful for problems
Thankful for answers
Thankful I'm thankful
For fifth second chances
Just hand me the blessings; I put the team on
Thankful to God, I know he keep on
Giving me struggles a nigga can't handle
Remind me that I gotta shoulder to lean on
And know that if I'm on, that means nigga we on
I learned how to follow before I could lead on
They try to gas, they wanna gas, they wanna gas
But I'm noble like xenon
And you would know that line if you heard my first tape
I gotta pick up my pace
I gotta
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta

I gotta dash; I'm living fast
I gotta dash; ducking my past
Ducking the karma that's all on my ass
I feel like dummy; a nigga might crash
I gotta dash; I'm living fast
I gotta dash, ducking my past
Ducking the karma that's all on my ass
I feel like dummy; a nigga might crash
I'm racing myself, I cannot finish last
Racing myself, I cannot finish last
I'm racing myself, I cannot finish last
I'm racing myself, I cannot finish last
I gotta dash; I'm living fast
I gotta dash, ducking my past
I'm racing myself, I cannot finish last
I'm racing myself, I cannot finish last

Get out of here forreal
Know what I'm saying
Get out of here forreal

Talking to my demons
Imma Naija boy
Who you plan you scheming
You who plan on scamming
In a state of panic
This ain't how I planned it
I assess the damage
I can barely manage
I can barely move
I can barely march
I can't stop the madness
God I took for granted
Everything you handed
Drowning in my sins
I'm a waste of talent
Feels more like a curse
But I know my worth
Staring at the dirt, but it's worse
I've been more than hurt

Holy Father Holy Father
I know I can be bother
But I heard that you giveth and you taketh
Can you take away my struggles
I got that shit by the bundles
I'm the furthest thing from humble
I wanted to die
I wanted to die
Michael you okay
Watch me tell a lie
I can barely cry
But I fall like a tear from my mother's eyes
Praying for her son at night
I don't have the strength to fight
Problems, I got many
Problems, I got many
I'm not one to envy
I'm not one for envy
I know that it's tempting
But know
I'm under water, under pressure
Understand I'm putting effort
Tryna get my shit together
Cause

I gotta dash; I'm living fast
I gotta dash; ducking my...
Ducking the karma that's all on my ass
I feel like dummy; a nigga might crash
I gotta dash; I'm living fast
I gotta dash, ducking my...
Ducking the karma that's all on my ass
I feel like dummy; a nigga might crash
I'm racing myself, I cannot finish last
Racing myself, I cannot finish...
Racing myself, I cannot finish last
I'm racing myself, I cannot finish
I gotta dash; I'm living fast
I gotta dash, ducking my...
Racing myself, I cannot finish last
Racing myself, I cannot finish last
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