Young T & Bugsey – Blessings Lyrics

Young T & Bugsey Blessings Lyrics (feat. Chronixx)

Yeah, posin’ for pictures on the carpet with Gucci tuxedos
Funny how my life changed, they called me a zero
Takin’ hella vodka shots, she sippin’ on pinot
Fast forward, stardawg still killin’ my people

Fendi or Louis, it’s really tomato, tomata
Portugal for three weeks, I’m takin’ the shotters
African prince, I’m flyin’ with peregrine wings
Writin’ a cheque, I sign it with feather and ink
Clutchin’ a tech, I’m prayin’ it never will sin’
Bought me a yard, I met her, I gave her an inch
Only God can judge me or maybe Allah
On my good and worst days I reason wid Jah

I and I and Rastafari hold a reasonin’
Jah tell mi son, “This is your season”
Never let them drain this energy
And that you’re gonna be receivin’
I’m gonna bless you, bless you, bless you all
(Oh, Jah blessin’ is forever)
Gonna bless you, bless you, bless you all
(Oh, Jah blessin’ is forever)

If two man fight, it’s an eye for an eye, yo
Yuh mek your bed, tek a lie now
Dem woulda dead yuh fi a nice clothes
Dem have we wrap up in a physical
Ghetto youth nuh mek yuh criminal
Think we a idiot and we nuh no political
Dem want fi run out aboriginal
Nuh mek them try a ting and brin’ yuh down

Fendi laces, Lord, he does me favours
Double the patience with this colour we came in
Margela, my chick, ’90s R&B’s her favourite
His image I came in, fuck what they tell you later
We gon’ push and shove and it’s still love
Brother, I’m still a monk, you is amongst
I got a daughter, I’m ready, I need a son
I buried my brother young, you’ll never know when it comes

I reason it with my mum and those before I come
Alakazam, I park a Rarri on my land
My latest nephew was born with one hand
You dribble with what you can, guide on how to be a man, yeah
I give you mine, one love, one light, one shine
They can erase your name, but not what’s inside you
Too much focus on pounds, let’s look in to Naira’s
Invest in our colour forever, we diamonds

I and Jah Jah hold a reasonin’
Him tell mi son, “This is your season”
And none of dem can stop this energy
And that you’re gonna be receivin’
I’m gonna bless you, bless you, bless you all
(Oh, Jah blessin’ is forever)
I’m gonna bless you, bless you, bless you all
(Oh, Jah blessin’ is forever)

What kinda law would make it so hard for a singer to keep his art?
And still make a fortune and not just a couple cars
I’m talkin’ about fifty thousand acres with some rivers and minerals
I’m in a call with architects
Designin’ a house, in and out, now call a jet
Fly down to the south, write a song at Treasure Beach
Next day we go record at Falmouth
Livin’ up no waan fi hear no man mouth

Only waan fi hear mi daughter, not the odd note, singin’ our own
Lord, should start ownin’ our own
Already companies approachin’ me with likkle bit of dough for we songs
Like them nuh know the type of crowd we brin’ out
Tell ’em till eternity Jah blessin’ is forever, forever
Till eternity Jah blessin’ is forever

I and I and Rastafari hold a reasonin’
Jah tell mi son, “This is your season”
Never let them drain this energy
And that you’re gonna be receivin’
I’m gonna bless you, bless you, bless you all
(Oh, Jah blessin’ is forever)
Gonna bless you, bless you, bless you all
(Oh, Jah blessin’ is forever)