Blessed With The Day

I hope everyone iz blessed, wake up from plenty rest

git ya shit off my niggaz, no one needs dat stress

light whateva n just pray to the Lord for betta dayz

n just thank Him for His presence, He's there so many wayz

kiss ya son or daughter on the cheek, tell wifey you love her

so many chickz lonely in the streets without a cover

feed ya dogs you know they hungry for sum Gravy triz or Alpo

before you shower, hittin dat scalp tho, fasho

n just think about sum wayz to change before you come up

...maybe have remorse for brovaz you once stuck up

the times in a cell, all the dirt dont tell

all the fans n supporters, promos n album sales

shit you out now, so grab you a towel n git dressed

fresh to def thank God for you being this blessed

take ya first step out of ya home to catch a breath

step in, wifey's cookin breakfast, coochie still wet

you tell her, 'you da best' n 'uh, dont make no mess'

'im da best cook you have', while caressin her breasts

you just took a shower, dont want to sweat, kiss on the neck

n last night girl you wild out, gave her somethin to smile 'bout

she almost done, preparing grub at the table

you pinch yaself like a nigga dreamy eyed in fables

ya phone ring, dismiss, vibrate like you capable

she turn on the kitchen tv, ya flick's on cable

you true