Blessed
ScHoolboy Q (ft. Kendrick Lamar) Lyrics
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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
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
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, uh
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, uh
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
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, uh
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 everywhere, 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 again
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
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, uh
The lyrics to ScHoolboy Q's song "Blessed" speak to the struggles of living in poverty and the importance of being grateful for what one has. The first verse describes the life of a person living out of their backpack, constantly searching for a new place to sleep each night. The second verse touches on the pain of losing a loved one and trying to console a friend who has experienced such a loss. The chorus serves as a reminder to stay positive and grateful, even in the face of adversity.
The third verse focuses on the effects of gun violence and the importance of making a change for oneself. ScHoolboy Q talks about a person who was on the brink of getting into trouble with the law but chose to turn their life around and make a difference. The verse ends with a message of hope, encouraging listeners to have faith and recognize their blessings.
Overall, "Blessed" is a powerful song that speaks to the struggles and pain experienced by people living in poverty and dealing with violence. The message of the song is one of resilience and hope, urging listeners to stay positive and remember that they are blessed despite the hardships they may face.
Line by Line Meaning
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!
The struggles of being homeless and not knowing where to sleep, but this is the present.
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
Celebrating the success and hard work that went into it, while also acknowledging the haters and critics.
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'?
Life is hard with financial struggles, and it feels like there's no way to succeed.
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
Despite recognizing the enormity of the world's problems, praying to God and seeking solace in music to unload personal struggles.
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
Loyalty to friends and community, and encouraging them to keep going despite the odds.
But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah, uh
Remain' solid brah
Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it brah
A nigga proud of ya'
Remaining positive and focused on improvement, and taking pride in others' successes.
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
Offering support and comfort to a friend who has lost a loved one, and acknowledging past shared experiences.
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
Acknowledging the harsh reality of living in a dangerous neighborhood, where death can come at any moment, and how it affects families.
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
Encouraging the listener to believe in themselves and their abilities, and to reject those who do not respect their progress.
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
Continuing to encourage the listener to believe in themselves, work hard, and give back to their community. Acknowledging the presence of negative influences and the importance of recognizing everyone's potential for success.
Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Quincy Matthew Hanley, Meiluwn Yee, Regina M. Rene, Gabriel Rene, Andrew Caldwell, Kendrick Lamar
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@BLSDENT
I was about 16 when I first heard this. I was a toubled younginโ
I would listen to this and think about all my hardships. Not having a father and not having my
Mother around. I was getting in a lot of legal Trouble. I was lost.
Iโm 27 now. I followed my passion of making music. I live in a one bedroom in LA with my wonderful girlfriend and our fur babies.
Im healthy.
I can send money home to my grandma every now and then.
I have food in my fridge.
I can wake up and create whatever I want
Iโm blessed.
@marklowery5877
Lost my son when he was 3. Not one person told me anything, they all avoided. So thank you Q after 6 years. Finally hearing someone just say it. Allows me to cry like i haven't in awhile, in a healing way.
@johngav5641
Im so sorry man. Keep your head up you got this
@smackaflamez9650
Keep ya head up bruh Child death is the hardest pain to get over , I lost my nephew 2 years ago still think about em everyday
@Frank7489
Idk you but, I feel for you and your story. Keep your head up
@ST-ck1hp
I'm terribly sorry to hear that man. One of my childhood friend's son was murdered at 18 and he called me when he got the news. We ugly cried on the phone together for over 30 mins. It tore my heart apart to have very little to say except that I was sorry and there for him. Q's verse about his friend always makes me think of my boy and hope he's holding up ok. It's been 9 years now....๐๐พ๐๐พ๐๐พ
@BigBiller
Wishing you all the best ๐ big love from the UK
@Dsalas96
Was homeless last year in Chicago. Slept in my sedan. I was depressed and wanted to end my life. This song motivated me to get back up on my feet. I hustled doing Uber and Lyft for whole month and moved to Phoenix with some friends at their apartment. Now I'm going back to college and live in my own studio apartment. Stay blessed๐
@rodrigotreyleyva
Stay blessed man I live in phx hope your doing great ๐๐ป
@dogtown83block
I meet a lot of people out here in Phoenix that are from Chicago. Anyways good shit bro. Keep doing good man.
@tomas746
Love u homie keep at it