Blessings

{Intro}

Yeah, I’ll let you know

(Sending all my blessings to you, baby)

{Verse 1: Allday}

I’ll let you know when I’m heading home

This last year, feel like getting grown

Plus a few things I’ve already known

And my Mum act like I’ve already blown

Someone from her work knew me or some shit, I don’t know

And she’s so proud when I get dough

I'ma pay her house right off, like don’t even cry, stop

Now take a couple nights off

I saw some things I’d love to mention but I digress

That statute of limitations gon' kick in before I write it

Yo, am I soft? Only in your girl, homie

I stay myself 'cause I know y’all smell phony a mile off

But I, I feel myself so hard it’s hard to ignore

Know you’re still in vogue with me

All this nostalgia’s just the winter

I know you're gonna love the picture

Staying's often half the jigsaw

Sweetest pussy make me drink more

But sorry, I don’t want to go home

{Chorus: Allday}

Half in love and all the way proud

And all the way proud, girl

Owe you better now, owe you better now, I owe you better

Sending blessings, but sorry, I don’t wanna go home

Sending blessings, but sorry, I don’t wanna go home

Sending blessings, but sorry, I don’t wanna go home

Sending blessings, but sorry, I don’t wanna go home

{Verse 2: Allday}

I only make up 'cause you’re worth it

I don’t know where we learnt it

You say you’re innocent, I haven’t heard the verdict

The memory of her is murdered, don’t forget it, I’m learning

Ask me why we started diverging

I’m tryna be the one to buy everything, I'd ****ing die for this

Am I hurting you while taking over?

About to have a crazy moment, Grandad's RSL nights on the mic

Call you all names for the price of a pint

Banned from the place trying to fight for the right

But time ran out, time does that, you know, you know

Yeah, I guess, I guess I got one chance, don't **** up

Count on me like I’m ticking

Audemars don’t bother us, I’ve got a phone

I’m thinking of Porches, two doors, foursomes, six-strings

We ate hearty, your ten body, twelve texts from you

My blessings, girl

{Chorus: Allday}

Half in love and all the way proud, girl

Are you better now? Are you better now?

I owe you better

Sending blessings, but sorry, I don’t wanna go home

Sending blessings, but sorry, I don’t wanna go home

Sending blessings, but sorry, I don’t wanna go home

Sending blessings, but sorry, I don’t wanna go home

{Verse 3: T3}

You see I think about you all the time at the wrong time

When it's grind time, it's love line, see the guidelines

You could flatline when you ain't got nine lives

Coming from the blindside back to the Bapes

And the rat race, got a fortnight backspace?

When the trap fake not a tad too late, the keys to the valet

This a short stay, not a vacay

I’ve got a plane to catch, no strings attached, with no stress

Can I do a little more, little less when I get off the tour?

Bought up the store, making you the best dressed

‘Bout to kill this rap game, all I need is a fraction

Activated by your actions when you act like this fame

That I’m trying to gain in that closed up grasp

And see we can meet up sometimes

You can get a beat up sometimes

Girl, you the leader of the line, no chick can come close

To what we both of us know is so hard to define

Can I sip Jack with the tail back?

When I hop on the stage, when they say 3 killed that

Can you feel that? Well, baby, maybe we can make it

We just take it where we take it and we chill just until that

It's all blessings

{Verse 4: Allday}

I guess this year was getting better, same time as the Ferris wheel

Started working same time too, though they said it never will

Told my boy one day, I'ma be on wax

Underground classic, dreams of a hood rat

Then when Al came through with the contract

Work tried to call me, but I never called back

Didn’t really smoke, maybe some contact

Maybe some codeine, it’s hard to just stop that

I did get a little Donna Karen, I did do a whole lot of rapping

Took it to the country with Charlie

Sorry if I missed your call or I didn’t get your email back

I’ve been trying to pop retail tags, you know how it is

But it’s still you, it’s you, it’s you

But it is still you, it's you, it's you, it's you, it's you