Blessings (feat. Annamarie Rosanio)

Hey, Ollie Just listened to the songs with everybody Group was all here, and uhh?I don't know, man Really don't know this direction Why don't you give me a call back and we can all talk about it Chorus: Annamarie Rosanio I hate?to?say?it but it?kills me Gives me?more reason to lose sleep Every mess I've made And if I tell you that I'm hurting Would you hold me 'til it all ends Help me count my blessings, baby Verse 1: Ollie Yeah, missed calls and my family funerals While suits and jackets judge my new songs, say they ain't suitable, ha As if they know the type of music that pops 'Cause most these label artists need marketing dollars or flop That's the difference between us, I did this all on my own Don't need a room full of writers, I put my pain in these songs While they flashing their checks, rapping about money, sex, I'm in awe No wonder kids are depressed, this game affecting us all It's funny everyone's upset when you speaking the truth But I won't stop spilling my guts inside of this booth 'Cause to us this is more than just some lyrics This reality, the struggles every single day we live with, like Chorus: Annamarie Rosanio I hate to say it but it kills me Gives me more reason to lose sleep Every mess I've made And if I tell you that I'm hurting Would you hold me 'til it all ends Yeah Help me count my blessings, baby Verse 2: Ollie Lately, I've been drowning in stress I spend all of my time inside just playing beats on my desk Hate saying these next words, but I've been feeling depressed Have trouble dealing with some issues bottled up in my chest I guess pouring myself in music's the only way I cope So much more than these clever songs y'all think are dope I really lived every fucking line that I ever wrote And chose to share the story so I could inspire hope Now it bothers me hearing all of this mainstream Cookiecutter, it's been the same since my late teens 'Cause to us this is more than just some lyrics This reality, the struggles every single day we live with, fuck Chorus: Annamarie Rosanio I hate to say it but it kills me Gives me more reason to lose sleep Every mess I've made And if I tell you that I'm hurting Would you hold me 'til it all ends Help me count my blessings, baby