ScHoolBoy Q - Blessed lyrics

rate me

What it's like for a nigga like me

Livin' out his backpack every night needin' a new place to sleep

But this is now, nigga!

Ones for the money, two for the bitches

Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it

Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished

Turn that motherfucker to a critic

Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg

I was hangin' on them corners late

Pockets wasn't straight, bitch

I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg

Know what I'm sayin'?

Nigga prayin' up to god just hopin' that he hear a nigga

I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger

But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest

To all my niggas I would die for

Load my pistol up, go out and war for

To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets

Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak

To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen

Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in

To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today

Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray

Just wanna say

Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga

Really think about it, could be worse my nigga

Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga

We all blessed my nigga

Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?

You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter

I grip her harder

Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit

Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like

"it'll be okay. you'll be straight, it'll be aight."

Well, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!

Whether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!

You know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around

Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool

To be livin' by the street rules

Fuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school

But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah

Remain' solid brah

Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it brah

A nigga proud of ya'

Tell floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs

We the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees

See how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son

And you ain't gotta she'd no tear

I'll be everywhere

And I'mma always be right here

I ain't forgot those years

I'll be everwhere

But I'mma always be right here

Livin' in a premature place – wait

Never grow to see the pearly gates – break

Every time a bullet detonate – dates

Of obituary carry crates of a scary picture

With a family member that relate to ya

In december you was finna pin another case

On your record in a stolen expedition, play it safe

As the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain

Every pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain

Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again

That's because the minute after you had moved you would be slain

Open up another chapter in the book and read 'gain

Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change

Everybody ain't (blessed my nigga)

Yes, my nigga, you're blessed

Take advantage, do your best, my nigga

Don't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet

Anything you imagine, you possess, my nigga

You reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect

For the progress of a baby step, my nigga

Step, step my nigga

One, two, skip, skip

Back, back, look both ways

Pull it off the hip

Blast at anybody say that you can't flip

This crack into rap music every other zip is a track

Get used to it, get it off quick

Come back, give back to the city you've built

That's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg

It ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg

In a minute everybody gon' be winnin'

Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all