PK Houston - My Shit / Blessed Man Lyrics

This is my shit
Get the bass rocking, no I don't dry spit
If I can die, then I'm gon' die lit
Till then, f*ck around, take the game over
Wake up, take a shot, no hangover

I'm the type to set it off at the mic stand
Cold blooded, I got ice in the right vein
I'm the highest motherf*cker on the flight, man
MDMA got me higher than a kite, man

You don't wanna hate on my crew
You don't know my shit, let me remind you
Going west coast baby, that's my move
Cheating off me, they gotta see what I do

I'm a rockstar turned to a beat slayer
Show me tits at the show like John Mayer
I'm a prophet, you can call me Soothsayer
Got your bitch on lock, yeah, I might lay her
Ha

This is my shit
Get the bass rocking, yeah, we in the moshpit
This the new wave, like we on top shit
Tell the lames what to do on boss shit
Put the weight on my shoulders like Crossfit

They don't know what even hit 'em when it drop, boy
I'm only hey, looking down from the top boy
Shout the kid Cordae, like I been the Lost Boy
Keep it real, f*ck 12, f*ck the cops, boy

I could make a better hit than your best man
I could paint a better picture with my left hand
Keep my head straight now, I never stress, man
I could be a bigger hit than Kanye West, man

I just gotta make it out to the West land
Get a chain and my name in the press, man
I heard your new shit, nah, I'm not impressed, man
I came down from the heavens, I'm a blessed man
(I'm a blessed man)
(Blessed man)

I'm blessed, man

The vision was never fuzzy
I knew I would make it way before I had any money
I was 'bout to break in, ascend to the territory
Every story, every camera pointed at me in the street

They never knew I could spit it so clean on the beat
I could never find another like me with the heat
I been swerving, burning rubber like scree!
With my brothers, with my gunners
Hoping that we don't gotta die for each other

But man, f*ck it
This the shit that don't make sense to me
When nothing happens, but I feel it so intensely
My rent's free, and you already know my shit's heat
But I could never sleep, I know
It's all a dream anyway, though

I know I'm never going anywhere, though
Wishing that I could be a better man, though
Maybe I could make a better plan
(Damn) I think I'm blessed, man