The Tree Dwin, The Stoic & TiwaDara

I'm counting my blessings on fingers and toes
I love everybody; the friends and the foes
There's times when I feel like my demons are close
They want to oppress, see they won't let me go
Oh oh

But I came too far
To let these naysayers get their laughs
They're fine with the fruits
But I'm taking the tree
I'm taking the tree

Yeah I

Cos I came too far
To let these naysayers gеt their laughs
They're finе with the fruits
But I'm taking the tree
I'm taking the tree

[Chant]

Oooh chilling and counting my blessings
Don't wanna cope with the stressing
I'm free like the birds in the sky
I'm sure you know why
So Imma take the trees
Get lit when I light up
Man with a plan
Some days he a fighter
Sat on my tree too far for the hating
Hit me up later, don't you see I'm blazing