Blessed U - Micah EdWards

This is my first song I ever produced & I started making music last month!
Don't worry, I'm making more music as you're reading this!

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LYRICS:
This is what it sounds like when God bless you

When the sun beams in the winter snow
And you hope green, let the trees grow
Then the money come, you gotta think fast
Cause now it’s time to get to the big bag

Now do it like we throwin’ paint in art class
Put the paint brush, on ya canvas!

This is what it sounds like when life tests you

Damn, father went missing
Never bothered to visit on graduation

Yup, that’s why I do it my way
Please gather round for
Going off intuition, fuck whatever they say
You can find me shining like the sun on earth day

When the sun beams in the winter snow
And you hope green, let the trees grow
Then the money come, you gotta think fast
Cause now it’s time to get to the big bag

Now do it like we throwin’ paint in art class
Put the paint brush on your canvas

I’ll paint a clear picture on your dumb ass
Pick up the phone, tell ‘em you’ll be right back!

This is what it sounds like when God bless you

Love my mother and my sister, cousins, aunties, All my family cause

You can hate me, thank me, love me,
think I give a fuck?
I do a two step dougie away from thee
While sporting some Yeezys
What I’m doin in life, ain’t getting much easier

When the sun beams in the winter snow
And you hope green, let the trees grow
Then the money come, you gotta think fast
Cause now it’s time to get to the big bag

Now throw it like we doing it in art class
Put the paint brush, on your canvas!

I’ll Paint a clear picture on that dumb ass
Pick up the phone, tell ‘em you’ll be right back!

This is what it sounds like when God bless you

When y’all meet at the the lake
Real late with a couple dranks sure
To keep us wake after you gave thanks
For bringing the Trojans to the scene

F* and laying it down to Frank Ocean
Way too good had to play it and rewind it

Oh the memories, souls and energy
And this is what it sounds like when
You address me so don’t you dare disrespect
What we on, we on y’all screens stacking millions
Cause this is what it look like
When God bless you.

When the sun beams in the winter snow
And you hope green, let the trees grow
Then the money come, you gotta think fast
Cause now it’s time to get to the big bag

Now do it like we throwin’ paint in art class
Put the paint brush on your canvas

I’ll Paint a clear picture on your dumb ass
Pick up the phone, tell ‘em you’ll be right back!
FIN

I'm 21 years into life. We out here.