Blessed Video (MV)

Prada jacket in the summer, cause I'm too cold
Drop the top off the foreign, cause I'm too cold
Ice my chain and my watch, cause I'm too cold
I can't even see the time on this two-tone
I did it for me, dawg, this wasn't for you
Praises to the most high, let me see it through
I'm blessed, never stressed
I'm blessed, never stressed
Damn, yeah, I'm too blessed to be stressed
I'ma save the day like the S up on my chest
Yeah, I know she bad, she got my name up on her neck
Put a towel on the bed, next time we have some sex
Man, we shot him down, huh, he might need a checkup
Sponsored by the Nike, boy, watch me run this check up
Like I skipped a line, how a nigga gon' be next up
My name should be mustard, cause they out here playin' ketchup
Boy I'm in a SRT, all black, ain't no catch in me
Yo nigga drive a Yota, uh-huh, it's no replacing me
Black and yellow Vette, goddamn, look like a bumblebee
Yeah, the car hella tinted, boy you can hardly see
Damn, 200 on my dash
I just pray to God that a nigga never crash
I be peeping shit through these cartier glasses
Every time I step, boy I'm stepping in some fashion, uh
Prada jacket in the summer, cause I'm too cold
Drop the top off the foreign, cause I'm too cold
Ice my chain and my watch, cause I'm too cold
I can't even see the time on this two-tone
I did it for me, dawg, this wasn't for you
Praises to the most high, let me see it through
I'm blessed, never stressed
I'm blessed, never stressed
Just like stomp the yard, boy
You can't even step to me
I'ma cook up on this beat, like this shit's a recipe
I'm a momma only son, give this shit the best of me
I'ma do it to the fullest, till there ain't nothin' left in me
Boy, that really ain't your bitch, boy
Yeah, she let me hit, boy
F*cked her real good, and she left, that's about it, boy
And I been talkin' real hard up on the net, but you a bitch, boy
And when we catch ass, we at your neck, don't think you're slick, boy
Yeah, she at my phone, but I ain't pickin' up
Yeah, I'm goin' hard, cause I ain't big enough
Yeah, we be gettin' cash, so come and get with us
He fell in love with a thot, so I know he cuffed
Yeah, that shit tragic
Pedal to the floor, nigga, know I had to smash it
Yeah, I know she bad boy, I can't f*ck with average
Classy in the street, but it in bed, yeah, she nasty
I know her ass fat, but do she really make me happy
Prada jacket in the summer, cause I'm too cold
Drop the top off the foreign, cause I'm too cold
Ice my chain and my watch, cause I'm too cold
I can't even see the time on this two-tone
I did it for me, dawg, this wasn't for you
Praises to the most high, let me see it through
I'm blessed, never stressed
I'm blessed, never stressed