SAINT – Still Blessed – Artwork – LR

Track

Still Blessed

Lyrics

Cursing, my name, but bitch I’m still blessed
Got the J peace burning the sins of my chest
Told you I was about it but you women kept on doubting
So I had to prove em wrong with every track I’m making
Like wait
You told me you was different I get it
Okay
You said you was money making I get it
Okay
You said you wanted a life of money and fame
Are you willing to give your self for exactly the same

I like the finer thing in life I’m top class
I can show you the finer thing with first class
I don’t need you poking me in my past
I only wife a bitch down in 5 stars

Hop out the Rolls and she star struck
Never seen a Libra this high on the star charts
Gold on my neck like I’ve made out with stardust
Shining so bright got the bitch’s given eye fucks

Yeah
I don’t give a fuck if your man getting jealous
Whisper in your ear, got you feeling hot and reckless
Say he got status, but baby, he helpless
You need a real one, not someone selfish

Babe all your friends hate me coz they ain’t you
She sees her dreams in my eyes and they came true
Give it a few months then I’m getting sick of it
Until I’m losing interest and hitting up a new chick

I’m in the penthouse drug store for the fun of it
Her friends are telling her to expose me on socials
Tell ‘em all the nitty-gritty, and maybe go viral
Now she gathering receipts, she’s on socials

Cursing, my name, but bitch I’m still blessed
Got the J peace burning the sins of my chest
Told you I was about it but you bitch’s kept on doubting
So I had to prove em wrong with every track I’m making
Like wait
You told me you was different I get it
Okay
You said you was money making I get it
Okay
Said you wanted a life of money and fame
Are you willing to give your self for exactly the same

Cursing my estate I’m still active with it
Got a brand new Range with the dolly with it
Got diamonds on my JP posting with it
Exs so proud I’m still ghosting with it

My girl so fine I got the rocks to cover
The back so fat she got the bitch’s covered
I shower her in demands neck and wrist froze
Pull up to the function I’m freshest that you know

Drop 100 bags on the strip imma run it up
Vody body shots in the club when I’m turning up
Drop 100 bags on my woman imma run it up
Ice on the wrist and the bitch’s gonna eat it up

I don’t need to buy a drink bitch this is my town
I’ll buy a drink for the boys who held my crown
Drink for my queen who humbled me right down
GudBoyz season and believe we buying rounds

Crowns heavy crown headdie bars in the whip rolly heavy this pen stay ready
Popping all these bottles you bitch’s looking petty
Taking all the videos and posting on socials

Cursing, my name, but bitch I’m still blessed
Got the J peace burning the sins of my chest
Told you I was about it but you bitch’s kept on doubting
So I had to prove em wrong with every track I’m making
Like wait
You told me you was different I get it
Okay
You said you was money making I get it
Okay
Said you wanted a life of money and fame
Are you willing to give your self for exactly the same