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Woke Up Blessed
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Tinashe
Featuring(s) : Christian Blue
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[Verse 1: Tinashe] Hey, this is for my tribe This is for the gang who ain't never switch sides This is for my enemies that didn't want the smoke This is for the labels tried to put me in a hole This is for you talking all that shit, I ain't forget This is for the bitches tryna throw down on my rep This is for the Twitter fingers on the internet Not gonna complain, I just rolled up, hold up [Interlude: Christian Blue with Tinashe] Woke up blessed, smoking on the truth, that's my inner mix Breaking out the roof, then I'm breaking all the rules Doors swang open, now they see me coming through, yeah I need motivation, I need money in my pool, yeah Put a hundred on me, now you see what hundreds do Rooftop elevated in my mind, yeah Since I've never taken in my shine, yet Number one or number two, they press rewind, oh [Verse 2: Tinashe] This year taught me many things, still Let it flow and see what it brings Be right here living in the moment And I'm learning, I'm still growing No regrets, I decided Need respect, don't even try it Left it all on the table, but I'm grateful for it [Pre-Chorus: Tinashe] Sticks, stones can't hurt me no more Can't hurt me no more, not me (Can't hurt me) These times been feeling so hard But they're only getting better, baby (I'm praying) These dreams can't fit in no box Can't sit on no shelf dusty (Dusty) Made my mind according to me, yeah [Chorus: Tinashe] Just how I like (Ah, ah, ah, ah-oh) That's right (Ah, ah, ah, ah-oh) I decided (Ah, ah, ah-oh-oh) I'ma live my best life (Ah, ah, ah-oh-oh) [Verse 3: Tinashe] Sh-shout out to promoters giving bottles to my hoes (Ay) This is for the fans, got my songs on your phone This is for a hater, always checking how I'm movin' This is for the mood board, throwing on the blueprint This is for my niggas getting money, that's my type This is for my city getting litty every night This is for a wannabe, hoping that I'm gon' quit Bitches can't compete with me, I be on my own shit [Verse 4: Tinashe] I been acting up, going crazy Bout to flex on all who played me Grew up Hollywood, but it raised me All that fake shit ain't gon' phase me This dead weight been so heavy Ain't been feeling like myself lately So I chose to make me right, I'm gon' be fine [Pre-Chorus: Tinashe] Sticks, stones can't hurt me no more Can't hurt me no more, not me (Can't hurt me) These times been feeling so hard But they're only getting better, baby (I'm praying) These dreams can't fit in no box Can't sit on no shelf dusty (Dusty) Made my mind according to me, ooh yeah [Chorus: Tinashe] Just how I like (Ah, ah, ah, ah-oh) That's right (Ah, ah, ah, ah-oh) I decided (Ah, ah, ah-oh-oh) I'ma live my best life (Ah, ah, ah-oh-oh) Just how I like (Ah, ah, ah, ah-oh) That's right (Ah, ah, ah, ah-oh) I decided (Ah, ah, ah-oh-oh) I'ma live my best life (Ah, ah, ah-oh-oh)
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