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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
OSHUN
OSHUN
Lead Vocals
Proda
Proda
Performer
Niambi "Niambi Sala" Scott-Murray
Niambi "Niambi Sala" Scott-Murray
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Niambi "Niambi Sala" Scott-Murray
Niambi "Niambi Sala" Scott-Murray
Lyrics
Thandi "Thandiwe" Young
Thandi "Thandiwe" Young
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
OSHUN
OSHUN
Producer
Kyleel Proda Rolle
Kyleel Proda Rolle
Producer

Lyrics

Fuck is you talkin' bout, like
The fuck dawg, like
I really do this shit
Ah, ayy
You know what I'm saying
I really gotta live this, breathe this, be this
Prayed up 'til my days up
Blessings on blessings, like
Ah, bless, yeah
I'm on a path
I'm in my God body, **** do the math, and I
I take a bath in the water I
Know I am the daughter of the river, of the moon
Blessed by Oshun, ayy
And bittersweet is coming soon
You can cop that shit on iTunes
Or peep Vice at noon, I'm focused
Everything will manifest because I wrote it
I'm hella sweet because I spoke it, notice I
I am the sugar, honey, ice tea
You fake **** is fructose, you Hi-C
I'ma be a high priest, you can be a hypebeast
Keep fighting yourself if you want to
I'ma keep it humble, he call me his bumble
Stay buzzin' up my feed, calling me his queen bee
I'm like, "Chill lil' homie"
I'm just tryna preach, this the gospel
He like, "Boo I got you"
I know you a queen
I'm just tryna tune my chakras like
Blessings on blessings on blessings on blessings
Blessings on blessings on blessings on blessings
Blessings, blessings
I be in my crib with my feet up
You be moving slow, need to speed up
I got holy powers like I'm Jesus
Born out of sweetness, I be the sweetness
Since the infant man, I knew I was the shit
Great grandma died of Alzheimer's
But she knew the kid
Only 2 years old, standing by her at the bed
First time meeting, but she reached out for my head
On my birthday I died, but I came back from the dead
Four pound baby, hella tubes inside my head
Told 'em nah, I'm here to stay
And the world I'm here to save
Many roads I have to pave
And my gift is that I'm brave
Don't you ever disrespect my God body
Whatever beef you got for you and God it ain't bout me
You a copy, and I'm the OG
Stay low key, keep a blessing on me
I be in my crib with my feet up
You moving slow, need to speed up
I got holy powers like I'm Jesus
Born out of sweetness, I be the sweet
I be in my crib with my feet up
You moving slow, need to speed up
I got holy powers like I'm Jesus
Born out of sweetness, I be the sweet
You want some
Bittersweet 2018
**** ain't ready for the sweetness
Written by: Kyleel Rolle, Niambi "Niambi Sala" Scott-Murray, Thandi "Thandiwe" Young
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