blessings - Flatbush Zombies

Life is too short, too bad, and too wicked

Cherish today, now it’s too late for us to kick it

When heaven sent me this angel

There’s nothing I cannot handle

Life is too short, too bad, and too wicked

Cherish today, now it’s too late for us to kick it

When heaven sent me this angel

There’s nothing I cannot handle

A touch of grey, ooh blessings, disguised as lessons

The ripple effect, Zombie the vessel it’s said

Slept on these words are my weapons

Slept on like bruh popped a xanny

Slept on the floor to a milly

Seen niggas snitch seen em died

The game is fixed, so I gotta stay ahead of it said I lived it

Embedded it shine like my skin the melanin

Felt like I been here before but I can’t put my hands on it

Finger tips in the resin, and feel my thoughts hope it resonates

Life is too short, too bad, and too wicked

Cherish today, now it’s too late for us to kick it

When heaven sent me this angel

There’s nothing I cannot handle

The streets told me, if you hold a grip, make it look flashy

Its peace homie, only flip the script if you get antsy

And she told me, boy you raised them stakes

Ain’t no time for belly aches, you got some weight up on your plate

I see you on the stone, in the skys you play our songs

Nestled in our arms, we ain’t worried about them lungs

I ain’t got no allowance, I did that on my own

I’m still trying to cope, and life is just way too short, and we just inhalin'

the smoke

Life is too short, too bad, and too wicked

Cherish today, now it’s too late for us to kick it

When heaven sent me this angel

There’s nothing I cannot handle

Life is too short, too bad, and too wicked

Cherish today, now it’s too late for us to kick it

When heaven sent me this angel

There’s nothing I cannot handle