Schoolboy Q — Blessed

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[Produced by Dave Free]
|Gm |Dm Cm x4

[Intro]
Gm                            Dm   Cm
What is life for a nigga like me?
               Gm
Living out his backpack every night
                            Dm  Cm
Needed a new place to sleep
But this is now, nigga

[Verse 1]
Gm
One's for the money, two for the bitches
Dm                          Cm
Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it
Gm
Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished
Dm                         Cm
Turn that mothafucka to a critic
                   Gm
Man, I got so much shit up on my plate, dog
Dm                Cm
    I was hanging on them corners late
                   Gm
Pockets wasn't straight, bitch
                                    Dm   Cm
I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dog, know what I'm saying?
        Gm                                                Dm Cm
Nigga praying up to God just hoping that he hear a nigga
            Gm
I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger
       Dm                    Cm
But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest
           Gm                                    Dm             Cm
To all my niggas I would die for, load my pistol up, go out and war for
                          Gm
To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets
                     Dm                         Cm
Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak
                        Gm
To all my niggas first time stepping in the pen
                 Dm                        Cm
Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in
                              Gm
To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today
                    Dm                      Cm
Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray, just wanna say

[Hook] x2
       Gm
Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga
Dm                               Cm
Really think about it, could be worse my nigga
       Gm
Don't stress my nigga, yes, my nigga
Dm            Cm
    We all blessed my nigga

[Verse 2]
Gm                                         Dm
Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?
Cm                      Gm
You see my nigga just lost his son
                                      Dm Cm
While I'm here hugging on my daughter,      I grip her harder
Gm
Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit
Dm Cm                     Gm
      Thinking of some bullshit to tell him
                        Dm                     Cm
Like "It'll be okay, you'll be straight, it'll be aight"
        Gm
Well, fuck that shit
                                 Dm
Whatever you need, yo, I got it!
Cm                          Gm
Whether it's money or some weed or putting in work
                          Dm Cm
Fuck it, then I'm riding
                              Gm
You know what's up, but now a nigga couldn't stick around
                 Dm
Told myself that after y'all moved
     Cm                             Gm
That I'd be a fuckin' fool, to be living by the street rules
Dm                      Cm
"Fuck police" tattoos, that happens when you ditch school
Gm
But anyway, keep the faith
                  Dm        Cm
Stay strong, bruh,   remain solid, bruh
      Gm
Keep playing ball, cuz
                                            Dm      Cm
It's the only way up out it, bruh, a nigga proud of ya
               Gm
Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed
                      Dm             Cm
I'll have whatever he needs, we the last of a dying breed
Gm
Live life, smoke trees
Dm                          Cm
See how far we've come but most, I'm sorry for your son

[Hook] x2
       Gm
Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga
Dm                               Cm
Really think about it, could be worse my nigga
       Gm
Don't stress my nigga, yes, my nigga
Dm            Cm
    We all blessed my nigga

[Bridge: Ab-Soul]
Gm                            Dm
And you ain't gotta shed no tear
         Dm                   Cm
I'll be everywhere and I'mma always be right here
Gm
   I ain't forgot those years
           Dn                 Cm
I'll be everywhere but I'mma always be right here

[Instrumental]
|Gm |Dm Cm x2

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar & ScHoolboy Q]
Gm                          Dm  Cm
Living in a premature place... wait
Gm                                 Dm   Cm
Never grow to see the pearly gates... break
Gm                            Dm  Cm     Gm
Every time a bullet detonate... dates... of obituary carry crates
                           Dm                 Cm
Of a scary picture with a family member that relate to ya
            Gm
In December you was finna pin another case
                            Dm                  Cm
On your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe
                        Gm
As the record spinning, you was hearing angels entertain
                    Dm                  Cm
Every pun intended, that was wicked, coming from your brain
                        Gm
Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again
                            Dm                              Cm
That's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain
                     Gm
Open up another chapter in the book and read 'gain
                   Dm                        Cm
Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change
                     Gm
Everybody ain't blessed, my nigga
                       Dm                               Cm
Yes, my nigga, you're blessed, take advantage, do your best, my nigga
        Gm
Don't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet
     Dm                       Cm
Anything you imagine, you possess, my nigga
     Gm
You reject these niggas that neglect your respect
           Dm                Cm
For the progress of a baby step, my nigga
      Gm
Step-step my nigga, one, two, skip-skip
      Dm        Cm
Back-back, look both ways, pull it off the hip
      Gm
Blast at anybody say that you can't flip
      Dm                   Cm
This crack into rap music every other zip is a track
       Gm
Get used to it, get it off quick
                 Dm         Cm
Come back, give back to the city you've built
        Gm
That's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dog
Dm                     Cm
It ain't nothing but a bunch of fuck niggas, dog
Gm
In a minute everybody gon' be winning
              Dm                    Cm
Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all

[Hook] x2
       Gm
Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga
Dm                               Cm
Really think about it, could be worse my nigga
       Gm
Don't stress my nigga, yes, my nigga
Dm            Cm
    We all blessed my nigga

[Outro]
|Gm |Dm Cm x4
		
    

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