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Out of Blessings (feat. Home$) Video (MV)




Performed By: Veloz
Length: 3:14
Written by: Francisco Veloz




Veloz - Out of Blessings (feat. Home$) Lyrics




Devil hard at work like a damn prostitute
Money said it love you, made ya brother shoot (You tho)
Patience is a virtue, it gon come to you
But I'm struggling right now bitch give me the loot
Got it on my own like God ran out of blessings
Lord forgive my soul I had to go and get it
Got it on my own like God ran out of blessings
Lord forgive my soul I had to go and get it

How the f*ck I'm gon be broke and I just got paid
I gotta feed my jits man I need that bread today
Baby mama on my line always got somethin to bitch about
Like damn I kept the lights on and you still wanna run ya mouth?
Imma hit a lick for all that it's worth
Sucker punch your cranium and take off with your shirt
Your pants your shoes, your wallet and your gucci belt buckle
You the perfect candidate uh huh
You's a sucka, love talkin Reckless knowing that I'm not one to mess with
Rich west Kendall kid still livin with ya parents blessin
It's easy, 9's drill so pervasive so the S & W persuadin
K Dot taught me home invasion was persuasive
Or I'll take your ass for ransom ain't no need to contemplate it
Yeah I done collected but one of us is dyin' next
Shit I'd rather you than me

Devil hard at work like a damn prostitute
Money said it love you, made ya brother shoot (You tho)
Patience is a virtue, it gon come to you
But I'm struggling right now bitch give me the loot
Got it on my own like God ran out of blessings
Lord forgive my soul I had to go and get it
Got it on my own like God ran out of blessings
Lord forgive my soul I had to go and get it

He said he finna shoot shit but he ain't gon do shit
I ain't even gon bullshit cuz I don't talk it I do it
He post where he post it
Think I ain't noticed
I stomp out his back til he get scoliosis
I promised you smoke you'll get ashed in my roaches
I'm the don dodda, she call me by papa
She hop on this wave and we sing like a diver
Surround you with sticks, bust the top like piñata
No nigga check me, she'll write me a check
He get hit with machetes it make you write leftie
Shoot where his top at

Yo pardon me I was just smokin on this opp pack
Drop down your set you ain't gettin your rep back
Killed off your homie ain't gettin your friend back
He and the blunt smokin slow that's a set back
Cuz he and the blunt smokin slow that's a set back

Devil hard at work like a damn prostitute
Money said it love you, made ya brother shoot (You tho)
Patience is a virtue, it gon come to you
But I'm struggling right now bitch give me the loot
Got it on my own like God ran out of blessings
Lord forgive my soul I had to go and get it
Got it on my own like God ran out of blessings
Lord forgive my soul I had to go and get it
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Devil hard at work like a damn prostitute
Money said it love you, made ya brother shoot (You tho)
Patience is a virtue, it gon come to you
But I'm struggling right now bitch give me the loot
Got it on my own like God ran out of blessings
Lord forgive my soul I had to go and get it
Got it on my own like God ran out of blessings
Lord forgive my soul I had to go and get it

How the f*ck I'm gon be broke and I just got paid
I gotta feed my jits man I need that bread today
Baby mama on my line always got somethin to bitch about
Like damn I kept the lights on and you still wanna run ya mouth?
Imma hit a lick for all that it's worth
Sucker punch your cranium and take off with your shirt
Your pants your shoes, your wallet and your gucci belt buckle
You the perfect candidate uh huh
You's a sucka, love talkin Reckless knowing that I'm not one to mess with
Rich west Kendall kid still livin with ya parents blessin
It's easy, 9's drill so pervasive so the S & W persuadin
K Dot taught me home invasion was persuasive
Or I'll take your ass for ransom ain't no need to contemplate it
Yeah I done collected but one of us is dyin' next
Shit I'd rather you than me

Devil hard at work like a damn prostitute
Money said it love you, made ya brother shoot (You tho)
Patience is a virtue, it gon come to you
But I'm struggling right now bitch give me the loot
Got it on my own like God ran out of blessings
Lord forgive my soul I had to go and get it
Got it on my own like God ran out of blessings
Lord forgive my soul I had to go and get it

He said he finna shoot shit but he ain't gon do shit
I ain't even gon bullshit cuz I don't talk it I do it
He post where he post it
Think I ain't noticed
I stomp out his back til he get scoliosis
I promised you smoke you'll get ashed in my roaches
I'm the don dodda, she call me by papa
She hop on this wave and we sing like a diver
Surround you with sticks, bust the top like piñata
No nigga check me, she'll write me a check
He get hit with machetes it make you write leftie
Shoot where his top at

Yo pardon me I was just smokin on this opp pack
Drop down your set you ain't gettin your rep back
Killed off your homie ain't gettin your friend back
He and the blunt smokin slow that's a set back
Cuz he and the blunt smokin slow that's a set back

Devil hard at work like a damn prostitute
Money said it love you, made ya brother shoot (You tho)
Patience is a virtue, it gon come to you
But I'm struggling right now bitch give me the loot
Got it on my own like God ran out of blessings
Lord forgive my soul I had to go and get it
Got it on my own like God ran out of blessings
Lord forgive my soul I had to go and get it
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Writer: Francisco Veloz
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