Blessed

[Intro: ScHoolboy Q] What is life for a nigga like me? Living out his backpack every night Needed a new place to sleep But this is now, nigga [Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q] One's 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 mothafucka to a critic Man, I got so much shit up on my plate, dog I was hanging on them corners late Pockets wasn't straight, bitch I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dog, know what I'm saying? Nigga praying up to God just hoping 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 stepping 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 [Chorus: ScHoolboy Q] 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 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, ah [Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q] Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this? You see my nigga just lost his son While I'm here hugging on my daughter, I grip her harder Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit Thinking 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 putting in work Fuck it, then I'm riding You know what's up, but now a nigga couldn't stick around Told myself that after y'all moved That I'd be a fuckin' fool, to be living by the street rules "Fuck police" tattoos, that happens when you ditch school But anyway, keep the faith Stay strong, bruh, remain solid, bruh Keep playing ball, cuz It's the only way up out it, bruh, a nigga proud of ya Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed I'll have whatever he needs, we the last of a dying breed Live life, smoke trees See how far we've come but most, I'm sorry for your son [Chorus: ScHoolboy Q] 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 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, ah [Bridge: Ab-Soul] And you ain't gotta shed no tear I'll be everywhere but I'ma always be right here I ain't forgot those years I'll be everywhere but I'ma always be right here [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar & ScHoolboy Q] Living 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 spinning, you was hearing angels entertain Every pun intended, that was wicked, coming from your brain Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again That's because the minute after you had knew 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, dog It ain't nothing but a bunch of fuck niggas, dog In a minute everybody gon' be winning Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all [Chorus: ScHoolboy Q] 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, ah [Produced by Dave Free]