[{"id":34422638,"name":"Blessed","trackName":"Blessed","artistName":"ScHoolboy Q","albumName":"ScHoolboy Q","duration":310.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What it's like for a nigga like me\nLivin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep\nBut this is now, nigga!\n\nOnes for the money, two for the bitches\nThree to get ready cause I feel I finally did it\nFour's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished\nTurn that motherfucker to a critic\nMan, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg\nI was hangin' on them corners late\nPockets wasn't straight, bitch\nI ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg\nKnow what I'm sayin'?\nNigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga\nI know the world got more problems and it's much bigger\nBut I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest\nTo all my niggas I would die for\nLoad my pistol up, go out and war for\nTo all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets\nFuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak\nTo all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen\nRead a book and exercise, keep your spirit in\nTo all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today\nTake our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray\nJust wanna say\n\nStay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga\nReally think about it, could be worse my nigga\nDon't stress my nigga, yes my nigga\n\nWe all blessed my nigga\n\nNow how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?\nYou see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter\nI grip her harder\nKiss her on the head as I cry for a bit\nThinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like\n\"It'll be okay. You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\nWell, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\nWhether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\nYou know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\nTold myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\nTo be livin' by the street rules\nFuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\nBut anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\nRemain' solid brah\nKeep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\nA nigga proud of ya'\nTell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n\nWe the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n\nSee how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n\nAnd you ain't gotta shed no tear\nI'll be everywhere\n\nAnd I'mma always be right here\nI ain't forgot those years\nI'll be everwhere\nBut I'mma always be right here\n\nLivin' in a premature place - wait\nNever grow to see the pearly gates - break\nEvery time a bullet detonate - dates\nOf obituary carry crates of a scary picture\nWith a family member that relate to ya\nIn December you was finna pin another case\nOn your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\nAs the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\nEvery pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\nRecognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\nThat's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\nOpen up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\nStory of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\nEverybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\nYes, my nigga, you're blessed\nTake advantage, do your best, my nigga\nDon't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\nAnything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\nYou reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\nFor the progress of a baby step, my nigga\nStep, step my nigga\nOne, two, skip, skip\nBack, back, look both ways\nPull it off the hip\nBlast at anybody say that you can't flip\nThis crack into rap music every other zip is a track\nGet used to it, get it off quick\n\nCome back, give back to the city you've built\nThat's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\nIt ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\nIn a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\nPut a little faith in it then recognize that we all","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.17] What it's like for a nigga like me\n[00:11.67] \n[00:22.76] Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep\n[00:25.86] But this is now, nigga!\n[00:29.12] Ones for the money, two for the bitches\n[00:30.89] Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it\n[00:31.74] Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished\n[00:33.76] Turn that motherfucker to a critic\n[00:35.45] Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg\n[00:37.49] I was hangin' on them corners late\n[00:42.03] Pockets wasn't straight, bitch\n[00:43.52] I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg\n[00:44.65] Know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:45.90] Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga\n[00:48.68] I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger\n[00:52.37] But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest\n[00:55.62] To all my niggas I would die for\n[00:57.94] Load my pistol up, go out and war for\n[00:59.33] To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets\n[01:01.51] Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak\n[01:03.80] To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen\n[01:06.32] Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in\n[01:08.54] To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today\n[01:10.57] Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray\n[01:13.75] Just wanna say\n[01:15.13] Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga\n[01:16.63] Really think about it, could be worse my nigga\n[01:18.49] Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga\n[01:20.60] We all blessed my nigga\n[01:23.99] \n[01:28.01] Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?\n[01:31.31] \n[01:35.24] You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter\n[01:40.66] I grip her harder\n[01:42.56] Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit\n[01:44.50] Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like\n[01:47.22] \"It'll be okay. You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\n[01:50.48] Well, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\n[01:52.38] Whether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\n[01:58.46] You know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\n[02:02.24] Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\n[02:05.53] To be livin' by the street rules\n[02:07.34] Fuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\n[02:10.17] But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\n[02:12.86] Remain' solid brah\n[02:14.49] Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\n[02:16.28] A nigga proud of ya'\n[02:18.74] Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n[02:21.77] We the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n[02:24.71] See how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n[02:29.49] \n[02:38.47] And you ain't gotta shed no tear\n[02:41.94] \n[02:50.39] I'll be everywhere\n[02:51.12] And I'mma always be right here\n[02:52.57] I ain't forgot those years\n[02:53.60] I'll be everwhere\n[02:54.75] But I'mma always be right here\n[02:57.98] \n[03:01.04] Livin' in a premature place - 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You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\nWell, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\nWhether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\nYou know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\nTold myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\nTo be livin' by the street rules\nFuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\nBut anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\nRemain' solid brah\nKeep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\nA nigga proud of ya'\nTell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n\nWe the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n\nSee how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n\nAnd you ain't gotta shed no tear\nI'll be everywhere\n\nAnd I'mma always be right here\nI ain't forgot those years\nI'll be everwhere\nBut I'mma always be right here\n\nLivin' in a premature place - wait\nNever grow to see the pearly gates - break\nEvery time a bullet detonate - dates\nOf obituary carry crates of a scary picture\nWith a family member that relate to ya\nIn December you was finna pin another case\nOn your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\nAs the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\nEvery pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\nRecognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\nThat's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\nOpen up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\nStory of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\nEverybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\nYes, my nigga, you're blessed\nTake advantage, do your best, my nigga\nDon't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\nAnything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\nYou reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\nFor the progress of a baby step, my nigga\nStep, step my nigga\nOne, two, skip, skip\nBack, back, look both ways\nPull it off the hip\nBlast at anybody say that you can't flip\nThis crack into rap music every other zip is a track\nGet used to it, get it off quick\n\nCome back, give back to the city you've built\nThat's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\nIt ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\nIn a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\nPut a little faith in it then recognize that we all","syncedLyrics":"[00:18.82] What it's like for a nigga like me\n[00:22.38] Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep\n[00:27.05] But this is now, nigga!\n[00:28.32] Ones for the money, two for the bitches\n[00:30.31] Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it\n[00:32.52] Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished\n[00:34.89] Turn that motherfucker to a critic\n[00:36.27] Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg\n[00:40.05] I was hangin' on them corners late\n[00:41.54] Pockets wasn't straight, bitch\n[00:43.21] I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg\n[00:45.75] Know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:46.90] Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga\n[00:50.18] I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger\n[00:52.86] But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest\n[00:55.38] To all my niggas I would die for\n[00:57.84] Load my pistol up, go out and war for\n[00:59.98] To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets\n[01:02.32] Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak\n[01:04.45] To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen\n[01:06.86] Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in\n[01:09.21] To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today\n[01:11.75] Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray\n[01:14.06] Just wanna say\n[01:15.23] Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga\n[01:17.29] Really think about it, could be worse my nigga\n[01:19.34] Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga\n[01:22.79] We all blessed my nigga\n[01:34.22] Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?\n[01:37.14] You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter\n[01:41.48] I grip her harder\n[01:42.85] Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit\n[01:46.33] Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like\n[01:48.33] \"It'll be okay. You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\n[01:51.48] Well, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\n[01:55.85] Whether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\n[02:00.55] You know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\n[02:03.17] Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\n[02:05.62] To be livin' by the street rules\n[02:08.32] Fuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\n[02:10.81] But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\n[02:13.94] Remain' solid brah\n[02:15.37] Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\n[02:17.93] A nigga proud of ya'\n[02:19.32] Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n[02:23.23] We the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n[02:26.92] See how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n[02:29.17] And you ain't gotta shed no tear\n[02:49.92] I'll be everywhere\n[02:51.53] And I'mma always be right here\n[02:53.73] I ain't forgot those years\n[02:55.08] I'll be everwhere\n[02:56.35] But I'mma always be right here\n[03:06.79] Livin' in a premature place - wait\n[03:11.04] Never grow to see the pearly gates - break\n[03:15.79] Every time a bullet detonate - dates\n[03:20.57] Of obituary carry crates of a scary picture\n[03:22.88] With a family member that relate to ya\n[03:24.88] In December you was finna pin another case\n[03:26.90] On your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\n[03:29.23] As the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\n[03:31.57] Every pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\n[03:33.96] Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\n[03:36.36] That's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\n[03:38.61] Open up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\n[03:40.74] Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\n[03:42.92] Everybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\n[03:45.27] Yes, my nigga, you're blessed\n[03:46.91] Take advantage, do your best, my nigga\n[03:48.35] Don't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\n[03:50.68] Anything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\n[03:53.03] You reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\n[03:55.29] For the progress of a baby step, my nigga\n[03:57.65] Step, step my nigga\n[03:59.16] One, two, skip, skip\n[04:00.51] Back, back, look both ways\n[04:01.98] Pull it off the hip\n[04:02.97] Blast at anybody say that you can't flip\n[04:04.79] This crack into rap music every other zip is a track\n[04:07.81] Get used to it, get it off quick\n[04:09.40] Come back, give back to the city you've built\n[04:11.92] That's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\n[04:14.49] It ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\n[04:16.76] In a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\n[04:18.32] Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all\n[04:20.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Blessed (feat. 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You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\nWell, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\nWhether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\nYou know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\nTold myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\nTo be livin' by the street rules\nFuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\nBut anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\nRemain' solid brah\nKeep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\nA nigga proud of ya'\nTell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n\nWe the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n\nSee how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n\nAnd you ain't gotta shed no tear\nI'll be everywhere\n\nAnd I'mma always be right here\nI ain't forgot those years\nI'll be everwhere\nBut I'mma always be right here\n\nLivin' in a premature place - wait\nNever grow to see the pearly gates - break\nEvery time a bullet detonate - dates\nOf obituary carry crates of a scary picture\nWith a family member that relate to ya\nIn December you was finna pin another case\nOn your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\nAs the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\nEvery pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\nRecognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\nThat's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\nOpen up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\nStory of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\nEverybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\nYes, my nigga, you're blessed\nTake advantage, do your best, my nigga\nDon't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\nAnything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\nYou reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\nFor the progress of a baby step, my nigga\nStep, step my nigga\nOne, two, skip, skip\nBack, back, look both ways\nPull it off the hip\nBlast at anybody say that you can't flip\nThis crack into rap music every other zip is a track\nGet used to it, get it off quick\n\nCome back, give back to the city you've built\nThat's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\nIt ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\nIn a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\nPut a little faith in it then recognize that we all","syncedLyrics":"[00:18.82] What it's like for a nigga like me\n[00:22.38] Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep\n[00:27.05] But this is now, nigga!\n[00:28.32] Ones for the money, two for the bitches\n[00:30.31] Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it\n[00:32.52] Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished\n[00:34.89] Turn that motherfucker to a critic\n[00:36.27] Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg\n[00:40.05] I was hangin' on them corners late\n[00:41.54] Pockets wasn't straight, bitch\n[00:43.21] I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg\n[00:45.75] Know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:46.90] Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga\n[00:50.18] I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger\n[00:52.86] But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest\n[00:55.38] To all my niggas I would die for\n[00:57.84] Load my pistol up, go out and war for\n[00:59.98] To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets\n[01:02.32] Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak\n[01:04.45] To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen\n[01:06.86] Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in\n[01:09.21] To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today\n[01:11.75] Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray\n[01:14.06] Just wanna say\n[01:15.23] Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga\n[01:17.29] Really think about it, could be worse my nigga\n[01:19.34] Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga\n[01:22.79] We all blessed my nigga\n[01:34.22] Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?\n[01:37.14] You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter\n[01:41.48] I grip her harder\n[01:42.85] Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit\n[01:46.33] Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like\n[01:48.33] \"It'll be okay. 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You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\nWell, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\nWhether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\nYou know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\nTold myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\nTo be livin' by the street rules\nFuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\nBut anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\nRemain' solid brah\nKeep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\nA nigga proud of ya'\nTell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n\nWe the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n\nSee how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n\nAnd you ain't gotta shed no tear\nI'll be everywhere\n\nAnd I'mma always be right here\nI ain't forgot those years\nI'll be everwhere\nBut I'mma always be right here\n\nLivin' in a premature place - wait\nNever grow to see the pearly gates - break\nEvery time a bullet detonate - dates\nOf obituary carry crates of a scary picture\nWith a family member that relate to ya\nIn December you was finna pin another case\nOn your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\nAs the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\nEvery pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\nRecognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\nThat's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\nOpen up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\nStory of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\nEverybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\nYes, my nigga, you're blessed\nTake advantage, do your best, my nigga\nDon't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\nAnything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\nYou reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\nFor the progress of a baby step, my nigga\nStep, step my nigga\nOne, two, skip, skip\nBack, back, look both ways\nPull it off the hip\nBlast at anybody say that you can't flip\nThis crack into rap music every other zip is a track\nGet used to it, get it off quick\n\nCome back, give back to the city you've built\nThat's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\nIt ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\nIn a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\nPut a little faith in it then recognize that we all","syncedLyrics":"[00:18.82] What it's like for a nigga like me\n[00:22.38] Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep\n[00:27.05] But this is now, nigga!\n[00:28.32] Ones for the money, two for the bitches\n[00:30.31] Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it\n[00:32.52] Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished\n[00:34.89] Turn that motherfucker to a critic\n[00:36.27] Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg\n[00:40.05] I was hangin' on them corners late\n[00:41.54] Pockets wasn't straight, bitch\n[00:43.21] I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg\n[00:45.75] Know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:46.90] Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga\n[00:50.18] I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger\n[00:52.86] But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest\n[00:55.38] To all my niggas I would die for\n[00:57.84] Load my pistol up, go out and war for\n[00:59.98] To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets\n[01:02.32] Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak\n[01:04.45] To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen\n[01:06.86] Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in\n[01:09.21] To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today\n[01:11.75] Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray\n[01:14.06] Just wanna say\n[01:15.23] Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga\n[01:17.29] Really think about it, could be worse my nigga\n[01:19.34] Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga\n[01:22.79] We all blessed my nigga\n[01:34.22] Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?\n[01:37.14] You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter\n[01:41.48] I grip her harder\n[01:42.85] Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit\n[01:46.33] Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like\n[01:48.33] \"It'll be okay. You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\n[01:51.48] Well, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\n[01:55.85] Whether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\n[02:00.55] You know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\n[02:03.17] Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\n[02:05.62] To be livin' by the street rules\n[02:08.32] Fuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\n[02:10.81] But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\n[02:13.94] Remain' solid brah\n[02:15.37] Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\n[02:17.93] A nigga proud of ya'\n[02:19.32] Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n[02:23.23] We the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n[02:26.92] See how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n[02:29.17] And you ain't gotta shed no tear\n[02:49.92] I'll be everywhere\n[02:51.53] And I'mma always be right here\n[02:53.73] I ain't forgot those years\n[02:55.08] I'll be everwhere\n[02:56.35] But I'mma always be right here\n[03:06.79] Livin' in a premature place - wait\n[03:11.04] Never grow to see the pearly gates - break\n[03:15.79] Every time a bullet detonate - dates\n[03:20.57] Of obituary carry crates of a scary picture\n[03:22.88] With a family member that relate to ya\n[03:24.88] In December you was finna pin another case\n[03:26.90] On your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\n[03:29.23] As the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\n[03:31.57] Every pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\n[03:33.96] Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\n[03:36.36] That's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\n[03:38.61] Open up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\n[03:40.74] Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\n[03:42.92] Everybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\n[03:45.27] Yes, my nigga, you're blessed\n[03:46.91] Take advantage, do your best, my nigga\n[03:48.35] Don't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\n[03:50.68] Anything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\n[03:53.03] You reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\n[03:55.29] For the progress of a baby step, my nigga\n[03:57.65] Step, step my nigga\n[03:59.16] One, two, skip, skip\n[04:00.51] Back, back, look both ways\n[04:01.98] Pull it off the hip\n[04:02.97] Blast at anybody say that you can't flip\n[04:04.79] This crack into rap music every other zip is a track\n[04:07.81] Get used to it, get it off quick\n[04:09.40] Come back, give back to the city you've built\n[04:11.92] That's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\n[04:14.49] It ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\n[04:16.76] In a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\n[04:18.32] Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all\n[04:20.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Blessed (feat. 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You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\nWell, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\nWhether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\nYou know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\nTold myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\nTo be livin' by the street rules\nFuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\nBut anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\nRemain' solid brah\nKeep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\nA nigga proud of ya'\nTell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n\nWe the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n\nSee how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n\nAnd you ain't gotta shed no tear\nI'll be everywhere\n\nAnd I'mma always be right here\nI ain't forgot those years\nI'll be everwhere\nBut I'mma always be right here\n\nLivin' in a premature place - wait\nNever grow to see the pearly gates - break\nEvery time a bullet detonate - dates\nOf obituary carry crates of a scary picture\nWith a family member that relate to ya\nIn December you was finna pin another case\nOn your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\nAs the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\nEvery pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\nRecognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\nThat's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\nOpen up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\nStory of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\nEverybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\nYes, my nigga, you're blessed\nTake advantage, do your best, my nigga\nDon't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\nAnything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\nYou reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\nFor the progress of a baby step, my nigga\nStep, step my nigga\nOne, two, skip, skip\nBack, back, look both ways\nPull it off the hip\nBlast at anybody say that you can't flip\nThis crack into rap music every other zip is a track\nGet used to it, get it off quick\n\nCome back, give back to the city you've built\nThat's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\nIt ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\nIn a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\nPut a little faith in it then recognize that we all","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.17] What it's like for a nigga like me\n[00:11.67] \n[00:22.76] Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep\n[00:25.86] But this is now, nigga!\n[00:29.12] Ones for the money, two for the bitches\n[00:30.89] Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it\n[00:31.74] Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished\n[00:33.76] Turn that motherfucker to a critic\n[00:35.45] Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg\n[00:37.49] I was hangin' on them corners late\n[00:42.03] Pockets wasn't straight, bitch\n[00:43.52] I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg\n[00:44.65] Know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:45.90] Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga\n[00:48.68] I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger\n[00:52.37] But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest\n[00:55.62] To all my niggas I would die for\n[00:57.94] Load my pistol up, go out and war for\n[00:59.33] To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets\n[01:01.51] Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak\n[01:03.80] To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen\n[01:06.32] Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in\n[01:08.54] To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today\n[01:10.57] Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray\n[01:13.75] Just wanna say\n[01:15.13] Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga\n[01:16.63] Really think about it, could be worse my nigga\n[01:18.49] Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga\n[01:20.60] We all blessed my nigga\n[01:23.99] \n[01:28.01] Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?\n[01:31.31] \n[01:35.24] You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter\n[01:40.66] I grip her harder\n[01:42.56] Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit\n[01:44.50] Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like\n[01:47.22] \"It'll be okay. 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You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\nWell, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\nWhether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\nYou know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\nTold myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\nTo be livin' by the street rules\nFuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\nBut anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\nRemain' solid brah\nKeep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\nA nigga proud of ya'\nTell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n\nWe the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n\nSee how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n\nAnd you ain't gotta shed no tear\nI'll be everywhere\n\nAnd I'mma always be right here\nI ain't forgot those years\nI'll be everwhere\nBut I'mma always be right here\n\nLivin' in a premature place - wait\nNever grow to see the pearly gates - break\nEvery time a bullet detonate - dates\nOf obituary carry crates of a scary picture\nWith a family member that relate to ya\nIn December you was finna pin another case\nOn your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\nAs the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\nEvery pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\nRecognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\nThat's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\nOpen up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\nStory of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\nEverybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\nYes, my nigga, you're blessed\nTake advantage, do your best, my nigga\nDon't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\nAnything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\nYou reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\nFor the progress of a baby step, my nigga\nStep, step my nigga\nOne, two, skip, skip\nBack, back, look both ways\nPull it off the hip\nBlast at anybody say that you can't flip\nThis crack into rap music every other zip is a track\nGet used to it, get it off quick\n\nCome back, give back to the city you've built\nThat's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\nIt ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\nIn a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\nPut a little faith in it then recognize that we all","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.15] What it's like for a nigga like me\n[00:11.65] \n[00:22.72] Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep\n[00:25.89] But this is now, nigga!\n[00:29.15] Ones for the money, two for the bitches\n[00:30.82] Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it\n[00:31.73] Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished\n[00:33.75] Turn that motherfucker to a critic\n[00:35.49] Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg\n[00:37.45] I was hangin' on them corners late\n[00:42.08] Pockets wasn't straight, bitch\n[00:43.54] I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg\n[00:44.65] Know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:45.99] Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga\n[00:48.69] I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger\n[00:52.35] But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest\n[00:55.64] To all my niggas I would die for\n[00:57.92] Load my pistol up, go out and war for\n[00:59.34] To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets\n[01:01.56] Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak\n[01:03.76] To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen\n[01:06.36] Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in\n[01:08.51] To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today\n[01:10.56] Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray\n[01:13.70] Just wanna say\n[01:15.20] Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga\n[01:16.67] Really think about it, could be worse my nigga\n[01:18.49] Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga\n[01:20.58] We all blessed my nigga\n[01:23.97] \n[01:28.03] Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?\n[01:31.33] \n[01:35.23] You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter\n[01:40.67] I grip her harder\n[01:42.56] Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit\n[01:44.45] Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like\n[01:47.26] \"It'll be okay. You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\n[01:50.41] Well, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\n[01:52.36] Whether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\n[01:58.48] You know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\n[02:02.27] Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\n[02:05.55] To be livin' by the street rules\n[02:07.33] Fuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\n[02:10.14] But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\n[02:12.81] Remain' solid brah\n[02:14.48] Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\n[02:16.25] A nigga proud of ya'\n[02:18.80] Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n[02:21.74] We the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n[02:24.79] See how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n[02:29.57] \n[02:38.41] And you ain't gotta shed no tear\n[02:41.88] \n[02:50.37] I'll be everywhere\n[02:51.16] And I'mma always be right here\n[02:52.56] I ain't forgot those years\n[02:53.62] I'll be everwhere\n[02:54.75] But I'mma always be right here\n[02:57.98] \n[03:01.03] Livin' in a premature place - wait\n[03:07.63] Never grow to see the pearly gates - break\n[03:14.45] Every time a bullet detonate - dates\n[03:17.81] Of obituary carry crates of a scary picture\n[03:22.31] With a family member that relate to ya\n[03:23.72] In December you was finna pin another case\n[03:25.13] On your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\n[03:27.54] As the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\n[03:29.99] Every pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\n[03:32.28] Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\n[03:34.57] That's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\n[03:36.85] Open up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\n[03:40.31] Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\n[03:41.24] Everybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\n[03:44.95] Yes, my nigga, you're blessed\n[03:46.76] Take advantage, do your best, my nigga\n[03:47.69] Don't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\n[03:48.99] Anything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\n[03:50.41] You reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\n[03:54.90] For the progress of a baby step, my nigga\n[03:56.47] Step, step my nigga\n[03:58.25] One, two, skip, skip\n[03:59.29] Back, back, look both ways\n[04:00.69] Pull it off the hip\n[04:01.74] Blast at anybody say that you can't flip\n[04:02.71] This crack into rap music every other zip is a track\n[04:06.26] Get used to it, get it off quick\n[04:08.69] Come back, give back to the city you've built\n[04:11.48] That's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\n[04:13.29] It ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\n[04:16.04] In a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\n[04:18.41] Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all\n[04:19.32] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Blessed f. 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You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\nWell, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\nWhether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\nYou know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\nTold myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\nTo be livin' by the street rules\nFuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\nBut anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\nRemain' solid brah\nKeep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\nA nigga proud of ya'\nTell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n\nWe the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n\nSee how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n\nAnd you ain't gotta shed no tear\nI'll be everywhere\n\nAnd I'mma always be right here\nI ain't forgot those years\nI'll be everwhere\nBut I'mma always be right here\n\nLivin' in a premature place - wait\nNever grow to see the pearly gates - break\nEvery time a bullet detonate - dates\nOf obituary carry crates of a scary picture\nWith a family member that relate to ya\nIn December you was finna pin another case\nOn your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\nAs the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\nEvery pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\nRecognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\nThat's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\nOpen up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\nStory of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\nEverybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\nYes, my nigga, you're blessed\nTake advantage, do your best, my nigga\nDon't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\nAnything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\nYou reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\nFor the progress of a baby step, my nigga\nStep, step my nigga\nOne, two, skip, skip\nBack, back, look both ways\nPull it off the hip\nBlast at anybody say that you can't flip\nThis crack into rap music every other zip is a track\nGet used to it, get it off quick\n\nCome back, give back to the city you've built\nThat's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\nIt ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\nIn a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\nPut a little faith in it then recognize that we all","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.15] What it's like for a nigga like me\n[00:11.65] \n[00:22.72] Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep\n[00:25.89] But this is now, nigga!\n[00:29.15] Ones for the money, two for the bitches\n[00:30.82] Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it\n[00:31.73] Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished\n[00:33.75] Turn that motherfucker to a critic\n[00:35.49] Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg\n[00:37.45] I was hangin' on them corners late\n[00:42.08] Pockets wasn't straight, bitch\n[00:43.54] I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg\n[00:44.65] Know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:45.99] Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga\n[00:48.69] I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger\n[00:52.35] But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest\n[00:55.64] To all my niggas I would die for\n[00:57.92] Load my pistol up, go out and war for\n[00:59.34] To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets\n[01:01.56] Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak\n[01:03.76] To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen\n[01:06.36] Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in\n[01:08.51] To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today\n[01:10.56] Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray\n[01:13.70] Just wanna say\n[01:15.20] Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga\n[01:16.67] Really think about it, could be worse my nigga\n[01:18.49] Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga\n[01:20.58] We all blessed my nigga\n[01:23.97] \n[01:28.03] Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?\n[01:31.33] \n[01:35.23] You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter\n[01:40.67] I grip her harder\n[01:42.56] Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit\n[01:44.45] Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like\n[01:47.26] \"It'll be okay. You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\n[01:50.41] Well, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\n[01:52.36] Whether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\n[01:58.48] You know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\n[02:02.27] Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\n[02:05.55] To be livin' by the street rules\n[02:07.33] Fuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\n[02:10.14] But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\n[02:12.81] Remain' solid brah\n[02:14.48] Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\n[02:16.25] A nigga proud of ya'\n[02:18.80] Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n[02:21.74] We the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n[02:24.79] See how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n[02:29.57] \n[02:38.41] And you ain't gotta shed no tear\n[02:41.88] \n[02:50.37] I'll be everywhere\n[02:51.16] And I'mma always be right here\n[02:52.56] I ain't forgot those years\n[02:53.62] I'll be everwhere\n[02:54.75] But I'mma always be right here\n[02:57.98] \n[03:01.03] Livin' in a premature place - wait\n[03:07.63] Never grow to see the pearly gates - break\n[03:14.45] Every time a bullet detonate - dates\n[03:17.81] Of obituary carry crates of a scary picture\n[03:22.31] With a family member that relate to ya\n[03:23.72] In December you was finna pin another case\n[03:25.13] On your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\n[03:27.54] As the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\n[03:29.99] Every pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\n[03:32.28] Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\n[03:34.57] That's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\n[03:36.85] Open up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\n[03:40.31] Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\n[03:41.24] Everybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\n[03:44.95] Yes, my nigga, you're blessed\n[03:46.76] Take advantage, do your best, my nigga\n[03:47.69] Don't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\n[03:48.99] Anything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\n[03:50.41] You reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\n[03:54.90] For the progress of a baby step, my nigga\n[03:56.47] Step, step my nigga\n[03:58.25] One, two, skip, skip\n[03:59.29] Back, back, look both ways\n[04:00.69] Pull it off the hip\n[04:01.74] Blast at anybody say that you can't flip\n[04:02.71] This crack into rap music every other zip is a track\n[04:06.26] Get used to it, get it off quick\n[04:08.69] Come back, give back to the city you've built\n[04:11.48] That's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\n[04:13.29] It ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\n[04:16.04] In a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\n[04:18.41] Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all\n[04:19.32] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Blessed (feat. 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You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\nWell, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\nWhether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\nYou know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\nTold myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\nTo be livin' by the street rules\nFuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\nBut anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\nRemain' solid brah\nKeep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\nA nigga proud of ya'\nTell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n\nWe the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n\nSee how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n\nAnd you ain't gotta shed no tear\nI'll be everywhere\n\nAnd I'mma always be right here\nI ain't forgot those years\nI'll be everwhere\nBut I'mma always be right here\n\nLivin' in a premature place - wait\nNever grow to see the pearly gates - break\nEvery time a bullet detonate - dates\nOf obituary carry crates of a scary picture\nWith a family member that relate to ya\nIn December you was finna pin another case\nOn your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\nAs the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\nEvery pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\nRecognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\nThat's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\nOpen up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\nStory of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\nEverybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\nYes, my nigga, you're blessed\nTake advantage, do your best, my nigga\nDon't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\nAnything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\nYou reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\nFor the progress of a baby step, my nigga\nStep, step my nigga\nOne, two, skip, skip\nBack, back, look both ways\nPull it off the hip\nBlast at anybody say that you can't flip\nThis crack into rap music every other zip is a track\nGet used to it, get it off quick\n\nCome back, give back to the city you've built\nThat's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\nIt ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\nIn a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\nPut a little faith in it then recognize that we all","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.15] What it's like for a nigga like me\n[00:11.65] \n[00:22.72] Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep\n[00:25.89] But this is now, nigga!\n[00:29.15] Ones for the money, two for the bitches\n[00:30.82] Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it\n[00:31.73] Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished\n[00:33.75] Turn that motherfucker to a critic\n[00:35.49] Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg\n[00:37.45] I was hangin' on them corners late\n[00:42.08] Pockets wasn't straight, bitch\n[00:43.54] I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg\n[00:44.65] Know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:45.99] Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga\n[00:48.69] I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger\n[00:52.35] But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest\n[00:55.64] To all my niggas I would die for\n[00:57.92] Load my pistol up, go out and war for\n[00:59.34] To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets\n[01:01.56] Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak\n[01:03.76] To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen\n[01:06.36] Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in\n[01:08.51] To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today\n[01:10.56] Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray\n[01:13.70] Just wanna say\n[01:15.20] Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga\n[01:16.67] Really think about it, could be worse my nigga\n[01:18.49] Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga\n[01:20.58] We all blessed my nigga\n[01:23.97] \n[01:28.03] Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?\n[01:31.33] \n[01:35.23] You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter\n[01:40.67] I grip her harder\n[01:42.56] Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit\n[01:44.45] Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like\n[01:47.26] \"It'll be okay. You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\n[01:50.41] Well, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\n[01:52.36] Whether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\n[01:58.48] You know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\n[02:02.27] Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\n[02:05.55] To be livin' by the street rules\n[02:07.33] Fuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\n[02:10.14] But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\n[02:12.81] Remain' solid brah\n[02:14.48] Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\n[02:16.25] A nigga proud of ya'\n[02:18.80] Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n[02:21.74] We the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n[02:24.79] See how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n[02:29.57] \n[02:38.41] And you ain't gotta shed no tear\n[02:41.88] \n[02:50.37] I'll be everywhere\n[02:51.16] And I'mma always be right here\n[02:52.56] I ain't forgot those years\n[02:53.62] I'll be everwhere\n[02:54.75] But I'mma always be right here\n[02:57.98] \n[03:01.03] Livin' in a premature place - wait\n[03:07.63] Never grow to see the pearly gates - break\n[03:14.45] Every time a bullet detonate - dates\n[03:17.81] Of obituary carry crates of a scary picture\n[03:22.31] With a family member that relate to ya\n[03:23.72] In December you was finna pin another case\n[03:25.13] On your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\n[03:27.54] As the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\n[03:29.99] Every pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\n[03:32.28] Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\n[03:34.57] That's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\n[03:36.85] Open up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\n[03:40.31] Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\n[03:41.24] Everybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\n[03:44.95] Yes, my nigga, you're blessed\n[03:46.76] Take advantage, do your best, my nigga\n[03:47.69] Don't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\n[03:48.99] Anything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\n[03:50.41] You reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\n[03:54.90] For the progress of a baby step, my nigga\n[03:56.47] Step, step my nigga\n[03:58.25] One, two, skip, skip\n[03:59.29] Back, back, look both ways\n[04:00.69] Pull it off the hip\n[04:01.74] Blast at anybody say that you can't flip\n[04:02.71] This crack into rap music every other zip is a track\n[04:06.26] Get used to it, get it off quick\n[04:08.69] Come back, give back to the city you've built\n[04:11.48] That's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\n[04:13.29] It ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\n[04:16.04] In a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\n[04:18.41] Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all\n[04:19.32] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Blessed (feat. 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You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\nWell, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\nWhether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\nYou know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\nTold myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\nTo be livin' by the street rules\nFuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\nBut anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\nRemain' solid brah\nKeep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\nA nigga proud of ya'\nTell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n\nWe the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n\nSee how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n\nAnd you ain't gotta shed no tear\nI'll be everywhere\n\nAnd I'mma always be right here\nI ain't forgot those years\nI'll be everwhere\nBut I'mma always be right here\n\nLivin' in a premature place - wait\nNever grow to see the pearly gates - break\nEvery time a bullet detonate - dates\nOf obituary carry crates of a scary picture\nWith a family member that relate to ya\nIn December you was finna pin another case\nOn your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\nAs the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\nEvery pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\nRecognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\nThat's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\nOpen up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\nStory of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\nEverybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\nYes, my nigga, you're blessed\nTake advantage, do your best, my nigga\nDon't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\nAnything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\nYou reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\nFor the progress of a baby step, my nigga\nStep, step my nigga\nOne, two, skip, skip\nBack, back, look both ways\nPull it off the hip\nBlast at anybody say that you can't flip\nThis crack into rap music every other zip is a track\nGet used to it, get it off quick\n\nCome back, give back to the city you've built\nThat's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\nIt ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\nIn a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\nPut a little faith in it then recognize that we all","syncedLyrics":"[00:18.88] What it's like for a nigga like me\n[00:22.37] Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep\n[00:27.02] But this is now, nigga!\n[00:28.32] Ones for the money, two for the bitches\n[00:30.37] Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it\n[00:32.57] Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished\n[00:34.84] Turn that motherfucker to a critic\n[00:36.26] Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg\n[00:40.01] I was hangin' on them corners late\n[00:41.56] Pockets wasn't straight, bitch\n[00:43.28] I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg\n[00:45.76] Know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:46.95] Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga\n[00:50.13] I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger\n[00:52.84] But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest\n[00:55.30] To all my niggas I would die for\n[00:57.88] Load my pistol up, go out and war for\n[00:59.94] To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets\n[01:02.39] Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak\n[01:04.43] To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen\n[01:06.89] Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in\n[01:09.21] To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today\n[01:11.76] Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray\n[01:14.06] Just wanna say\n[01:15.26] Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga\n[01:17.22] Really think about it, could be worse my nigga\n[01:19.35] Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga\n[01:22.73] We all blessed my nigga\n[01:34.22] Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?\n[01:37.14] You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter\n[01:41.40] I grip her harder\n[01:42.80] Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit\n[01:46.31] Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like\n[01:48.32] \"It'll be okay. You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\n[01:51.43] Well, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\n[01:55.89] Whether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\n[02:00.58] You know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\n[02:03.17] Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\n[02:05.65] To be livin' by the street rules\n[02:08.30] Fuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\n[02:10.83] But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\n[02:13.94] Remain' solid brah\n[02:15.36] Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\n[02:17.99] A nigga proud of ya'\n[02:19.38] Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n[02:23.20] We the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n[02:27.00] See how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n[02:29.16] And you ain't gotta shed no tear\n[02:49.94] I'll be everywhere\n[02:51.59] And I'mma always be right here\n[02:53.79] I ain't forgot those years\n[02:55.03] I'll be everwhere\n[02:56.30] But I'mma always be right here\n[03:06.76] Livin' in a premature place - wait\n[03:11.09] Never grow to see the pearly gates - break\n[03:15.77] Every time a bullet detonate - dates\n[03:20.59] Of obituary carry crates of a scary picture\n[03:22.84] With a family member that relate to ya\n[03:24.80] In December you was finna pin another case\n[03:26.91] On your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\n[03:29.29] As the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\n[03:31.51] Every pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\n[03:33.92] Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\n[03:36.30] That's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\n[03:38.63] Open up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\n[03:40.75] Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\n[03:42.90] Everybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\n[03:45.22] Yes, my nigga, you're blessed\n[03:46.92] Take advantage, do your best, my nigga\n[03:48.35] Don't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\n[03:50.62] Anything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\n[03:53.06] You reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\n[03:55.20] For the progress of a baby step, my nigga\n[03:57.69] Step, step my nigga\n[03:59.15] One, two, skip, skip\n[04:00.58] Back, back, look both ways\n[04:01.99] Pull it off the hip\n[04:02.95] Blast at anybody say that you can't flip\n[04:04.74] This crack into rap music every other zip is a track\n[04:07.84] Get used to it, get it off quick\n[04:09.44] Come back, give back to the city you've built\n[04:11.94] That's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\n[04:14.48] It ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\n[04:16.74] In a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\n[04:18.31] Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all\n[04:20.28] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Blessed ft. 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You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\nWell, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\nWhether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\nYou know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\nTold myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\nTo be livin' by the street rules\nFuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\nBut anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\nRemain' solid brah\nKeep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\nA nigga proud of ya'\nTell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n\nWe the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n\nSee how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n\nAnd you ain't gotta shed no tear\nI'll be everywhere\n\nAnd I'mma always be right here\nI ain't forgot those years\nI'll be everwhere\nBut I'mma always be right here\n\nLivin' in a premature place - wait\nNever grow to see the pearly gates - break\nEvery time a bullet detonate - dates\nOf obituary carry crates of a scary picture\nWith a family member that relate to ya\nIn December you was finna pin another case\nOn your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\nAs the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\nEvery pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\nRecognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\nThat's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\nOpen up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\nStory of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\nEverybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\nYes, my nigga, you're blessed\nTake advantage, do your best, my nigga\nDon't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\nAnything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\nYou reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\nFor the progress of a baby step, my nigga\nStep, step my nigga\nOne, two, skip, skip\nBack, back, look both ways\nPull it off the hip\nBlast at anybody say that you can't flip\nThis crack into rap music every other zip is a track\nGet used to it, get it off quick\n\nCome back, give back to the city you've built\nThat's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\nIt ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\nIn a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\nPut a little faith in it then recognize that we all","syncedLyrics":"[00:18.88] What it's like for a nigga like me\n[00:22.37] Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep\n[00:27.02] But this is now, nigga!\n[00:28.32] Ones for the money, two for the bitches\n[00:30.37] Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it\n[00:32.57] Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished\n[00:34.84] Turn that motherfucker to a critic\n[00:36.26] Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg\n[00:40.01] I was hangin' on them corners late\n[00:41.56] Pockets wasn't straight, bitch\n[00:43.28] I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg\n[00:45.76] Know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:46.95] Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga\n[00:50.13] I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger\n[00:52.84] But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest\n[00:55.30] To all my niggas I would die for\n[00:57.88] Load my pistol up, go out and war for\n[00:59.94] To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets\n[01:02.39] Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak\n[01:04.43] To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen\n[01:06.89] Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in\n[01:09.21] To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today\n[01:11.76] Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray\n[01:14.06] Just wanna say\n[01:15.26] Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga\n[01:17.22] Really think about it, could be worse my nigga\n[01:19.35] Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga\n[01:22.73] We all blessed my nigga\n[01:34.22] Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?\n[01:37.14] You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter\n[01:41.40] I grip her harder\n[01:42.80] Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit\n[01:46.31] Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like\n[01:48.32] \"It'll be okay. 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You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\nWell, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\nWhether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\nYou know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\nTold myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\nTo be livin' by the street rules\nFuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\nBut anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\nRemain' solid brah\nKeep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\nA nigga proud of ya'\nTell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n\nWe the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n\nSee how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n\nAnd you ain't gotta shed no tear\nI'll be everywhere\n\nAnd I'mma always be right here\nI ain't forgot those years\nI'll be everwhere\nBut I'mma always be right here\n\nLivin' in a premature place - wait\nNever grow to see the pearly gates - break\nEvery time a bullet detonate - dates\nOf obituary carry crates of a scary picture\nWith a family member that relate to ya\nIn December you was finna pin another case\nOn your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\nAs the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\nEvery pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\nRecognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\nThat's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\nOpen up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\nStory of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\nEverybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\nYes, my nigga, you're blessed\nTake advantage, do your best, my nigga\nDon't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\nAnything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\nYou reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\nFor the progress of a baby step, my nigga\nStep, step my nigga\nOne, two, skip, skip\nBack, back, look both ways\nPull it off the hip\nBlast at anybody say that you can't flip\nThis crack into rap music every other zip is a track\nGet used to it, get it off quick\n\nCome back, give back to the city you've built\nThat's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\nIt ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\nIn a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\nPut a little faith in it then recognize that we all","syncedLyrics":"[00:18.82] What it's like for a nigga like me\n[00:22.38] Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep\n[00:27.05] But this is now, nigga!\n[00:28.32] Ones for the money, two for the bitches\n[00:30.31] Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it\n[00:32.52] Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished\n[00:34.89] Turn that motherfucker to a critic\n[00:36.27] Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg\n[00:40.05] I was hangin' on them corners late\n[00:41.54] Pockets wasn't straight, bitch\n[00:43.21] I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg\n[00:45.75] Know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:46.90] Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga\n[00:50.18] I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger\n[00:52.86] But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest\n[00:55.38] To all my niggas I would die for\n[00:57.84] Load my pistol up, go out and war for\n[00:59.98] To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets\n[01:02.32] Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak\n[01:04.45] To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen\n[01:06.86] Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in\n[01:09.21] To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today\n[01:11.75] Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray\n[01:14.06] Just wanna say\n[01:15.23] Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga\n[01:17.29] Really think about it, could be worse my nigga\n[01:19.34] Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga\n[01:22.79] We all blessed my nigga\n[01:34.22] Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?\n[01:37.14] You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter\n[01:41.48] I grip her harder\n[01:42.85] Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit\n[01:46.33] Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like\n[01:48.33] \"It'll be okay. You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\n[01:51.48] Well, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\n[01:55.85] Whether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\n[02:00.55] You know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\n[02:03.17] Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\n[02:05.62] To be livin' by the street rules\n[02:08.32] Fuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\n[02:10.81] But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\n[02:13.94] Remain' solid brah\n[02:15.37] Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\n[02:17.93] A nigga proud of ya'\n[02:19.32] Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n[02:23.23] We the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n[02:26.92] See how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n[02:29.17] And you ain't gotta shed no tear\n[02:49.92] I'll be everywhere\n[02:51.53] And I'mma always be right here\n[02:53.73] I ain't forgot those years\n[02:55.08] I'll be everwhere\n[02:56.35] But I'mma always be right here\n[03:06.79] Livin' in a premature place - wait\n[03:11.04] Never grow to see the pearly gates - break\n[03:15.79] Every time a bullet detonate - dates\n[03:20.57] Of obituary carry crates of a scary picture\n[03:22.88] With a family member that relate to ya\n[03:24.88] In December you was finna pin another case\n[03:26.90] On your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\n[03:29.23] As the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\n[03:31.57] Every pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\n[03:33.96] Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\n[03:36.36] That's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\n[03:38.61] Open up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\n[03:40.74] Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\n[03:42.92] Everybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\n[03:45.27] Yes, my nigga, you're blessed\n[03:46.91] Take advantage, do your best, my nigga\n[03:48.35] Don't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\n[03:50.68] Anything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\n[03:53.03] You reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\n[03:55.29] For the progress of a baby step, my nigga\n[03:57.65] Step, step my nigga\n[03:59.16] One, two, skip, skip\n[04:00.51] Back, back, look both ways\n[04:01.98] Pull it off the hip\n[04:02.97] Blast at anybody say that you can't flip\n[04:04.79] This crack into rap music every other zip is a track\n[04:07.81] Get used to it, get it off quick\n[04:09.40] Come back, give back to the city you've built\n[04:11.92] That's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\n[04:14.49] It ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\n[04:16.76] In a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\n[04:18.32] Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all\n[04:20.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Blessed (feat. 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You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\nWell, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\nWhether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\nYou know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\nTold myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\nTo be livin' by the street rules\nFuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\nBut anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\nRemain' solid brah\nKeep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\nA nigga proud of ya'\nTell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n\nWe the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n\nSee how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n\nAnd you ain't gotta shed no tear\nI'll be everywhere\n\nAnd I'mma always be right here\nI ain't forgot those years\nI'll be everwhere\nBut I'mma always be right here\n\nLivin' in a premature place - wait\nNever grow to see the pearly gates - break\nEvery time a bullet detonate - dates\nOf obituary carry crates of a scary picture\nWith a family member that relate to ya\nIn December you was finna pin another case\nOn your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\nAs the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\nEvery pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\nRecognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\nThat's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\nOpen up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\nStory of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\nEverybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\nYes, my nigga, you're blessed\nTake advantage, do your best, my nigga\nDon't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\nAnything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\nYou reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\nFor the progress of a baby step, my nigga\nStep, step my nigga\nOne, two, skip, skip\nBack, back, look both ways\nPull it off the hip\nBlast at anybody say that you can't flip\nThis crack into rap music every other zip is a track\nGet used to it, get it off quick\n\nCome back, give back to the city you've built\nThat's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\nIt ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\nIn a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\nPut a little faith in it then recognize that we all","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.89] What it's like for a nigga like me\n[00:19.85] Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep\n[00:26.36] But this is now, nigga!\n[00:28.51] Ones for the money, two for the bitches\n[00:29.78] Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it\n[00:31.67] Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished\n[00:34.29] Turn that motherfucker to a critic\n[00:36.41] Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg\n[00:37.20] I was hangin' on them corners late\n[00:41.22] Pockets wasn't straight, bitch\n[00:44.99] I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg\n[00:45.36] Know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:46.32] Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga\n[00:48.73] I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger\n[00:52.35] But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest\n[00:55.20] To all my niggas I would die for\n[00:56.31] Load my pistol up, go out and war for\n[00:58.84] To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets\n[01:01.10] Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak\n[01:03.54] To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen\n[01:05.93] Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in\n[01:08.57] To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today\n[01:10.81] Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray\n[01:13.13] Just wanna say\n[01:14.02] Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga\n[01:16.53] Really think about it, could be worse my nigga\n[01:18.51] Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga\n[01:20.45] We all blessed my nigga\n[01:23.28] Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?\n[01:30.40] You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter\n[01:39.88] I grip her harder\n[01:42.18] Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit\n[01:44.05] Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like\n[01:49.34] \"It'll be okay. 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You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\nWell, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\nWhether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\nYou know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\nTold myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\nTo be livin' by the street rules\nFuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\nBut anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\nRemain' solid brah\nKeep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\nA nigga proud of ya'\nTell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n\nWe the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n\nSee how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n\nAnd you ain't gotta shed no tear\nI'll be everywhere\n\nAnd I'mma always be right here\nI ain't forgot those years\nI'll be everwhere\nBut I'mma always be right here\n\nLivin' in a premature place - wait\nNever grow to see the pearly gates - break\nEvery time a bullet detonate - dates\nOf obituary carry crates of a scary picture\nWith a family member that relate to ya\nIn December you was finna pin another case\nOn your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\nAs the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\nEvery pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\nRecognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\nThat's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\nOpen up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\nStory of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\nEverybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\nYes, my nigga, you're blessed\nTake advantage, do your best, my nigga\nDon't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\nAnything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\nYou reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\nFor the progress of a baby step, my nigga\nStep, step my nigga\nOne, two, skip, skip\nBack, back, look both ways\nPull it off the hip\nBlast at anybody say that you can't flip\nThis crack into rap music every other zip is a track\nGet used to it, get it off quick\n\nCome back, give back to the city you've built\nThat's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\nIt ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\nIn a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\nPut a little faith in it then recognize that we all","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.17] What it's like for a nigga like me\n[00:11.67] \n[00:22.76] Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep\n[00:25.86] But this is now, nigga!\n[00:29.12] Ones for the money, two for the bitches\n[00:30.89] Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it\n[00:31.74] Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished\n[00:33.76] Turn that motherfucker to a critic\n[00:35.45] Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg\n[00:37.49] I was hangin' on them corners late\n[00:42.03] Pockets wasn't straight, bitch\n[00:43.52] I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg\n[00:44.65] Know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:45.90] Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga\n[00:48.68] I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger\n[00:52.37] But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest\n[00:55.62] To all my niggas I would die for\n[00:57.94] Load my pistol up, go out and war for\n[00:59.33] To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets\n[01:01.51] Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak\n[01:03.80] To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen\n[01:06.32] Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in\n[01:08.54] To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today\n[01:10.57] Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray\n[01:13.75] Just wanna say\n[01:15.13] Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga\n[01:16.63] Really think about it, could be worse my nigga\n[01:18.49] Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga\n[01:20.60] We all blessed my nigga\n[01:23.99] \n[01:28.01] Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?\n[01:31.31] \n[01:35.24] You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter\n[01:40.66] I grip her harder\n[01:42.56] Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit\n[01:44.50] Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like\n[01:47.22] \"It'll be okay. You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\n[01:50.48] Well, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\n[01:52.38] Whether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\n[01:58.46] You know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\n[02:02.24] Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\n[02:05.53] To be livin' by the street rules\n[02:07.34] Fuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\n[02:10.17] But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\n[02:12.86] Remain' solid brah\n[02:14.49] Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\n[02:16.28] A nigga proud of ya'\n[02:18.74] Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n[02:21.77] We the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n[02:24.71] See how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n[02:29.49] \n[02:38.47] And you ain't gotta shed no tear\n[02:41.94] \n[02:50.39] I'll be everywhere\n[02:51.12] And I'mma always be right here\n[02:52.57] I ain't forgot those years\n[02:53.60] I'll be everwhere\n[02:54.75] But I'mma always be right here\n[02:57.98] \n[03:01.04] Livin' in a premature place - wait\n[03:07.66] Never grow to see the pearly gates - break\n[03:14.48] Every time a bullet detonate - dates\n[03:17.88] Of obituary carry crates of a scary picture\n[03:22.34] With a family member that relate to ya\n[03:23.78] In December you was finna pin another case\n[03:25.18] On your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\n[03:27.59] As the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\n[03:29.93] Every pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\n[03:32.23] Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\n[03:34.58] That's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\n[03:36.86] Open up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\n[03:40.32] Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\n[03:41.28] Everybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\n[03:44.93] Yes, my nigga, you're blessed\n[03:46.76] Take advantage, do your best, my nigga\n[03:47.60] Don't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\n[03:48.98] Anything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\n[03:50.44] You reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\n[03:54.87] For the progress of a baby step, my nigga\n[03:56.47] Step, step my nigga\n[03:58.22] One, two, skip, skip\n[03:59.29] Back, back, look both ways\n[04:00.63] Pull it off the hip\n[04:01.73] Blast at anybody say that you can't flip\n[04:02.78] This crack into rap music every other zip is a track\n[04:06.22] Get used to it, get it off quick\n[04:08.63] Come back, give back to the city you've built\n[04:11.45] That's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\n[04:13.23] It ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\n[04:16.09] In a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\n[04:18.50] Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all\n[04:19.40] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Blessed (feat. 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You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\nWell, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\nWhether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\nYou know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\nTold myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\nTo be livin' by the street rules\nFuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\nBut anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\nRemain' solid brah\nKeep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\nA nigga proud of ya'\nTell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n\nWe the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n\nSee how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n\nAnd you ain't gotta shed no tear\nI'll be everywhere\n\nAnd I'mma always be right here\nI ain't forgot those years\nI'll be everwhere\nBut I'mma always be right here\n\nLivin' in a premature place - wait\nNever grow to see the pearly gates - break\nEvery time a bullet detonate - dates\nOf obituary carry crates of a scary picture\nWith a family member that relate to ya\nIn December you was finna pin another case\nOn your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\nAs the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\nEvery pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\nRecognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\nThat's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\nOpen up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\nStory of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\nEverybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\nYes, my nigga, you're blessed\nTake advantage, do your best, my nigga\nDon't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\nAnything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\nYou reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\nFor the progress of a baby step, my nigga\nStep, step my nigga\nOne, two, skip, skip\nBack, back, look both ways\nPull it off the hip\nBlast at anybody say that you can't flip\nThis crack into rap music every other zip is a track\nGet used to it, get it off quick\n\nCome back, give back to the city you've built\nThat's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\nIt ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\nIn a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\nPut a little faith in it then recognize that we all","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.17] What it's like for a nigga like me\n[00:11.67] \n[00:22.76] Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep\n[00:25.86] But this is now, nigga!\n[00:29.12] Ones for the money, two for the bitches\n[00:30.89] Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it\n[00:31.74] Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished\n[00:33.76] Turn that motherfucker to a critic\n[00:35.45] Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg\n[00:37.49] I was hangin' on them corners late\n[00:42.03] Pockets wasn't straight, bitch\n[00:43.52] I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg\n[00:44.65] Know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:45.90] Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga\n[00:48.68] I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger\n[00:52.37] But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest\n[00:55.62] To all my niggas I would die for\n[00:57.94] Load my pistol up, go out and war for\n[00:59.33] To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets\n[01:01.51] Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak\n[01:03.80] To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen\n[01:06.32] Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in\n[01:08.54] To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today\n[01:10.57] Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray\n[01:13.75] Just wanna say\n[01:15.13] Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga\n[01:16.63] Really think about it, could be worse my nigga\n[01:18.49] Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga\n[01:20.60] We all blessed my nigga\n[01:23.99] \n[01:28.01] Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?\n[01:31.31] \n[01:35.24] You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter\n[01:40.66] I grip her harder\n[01:42.56] Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit\n[01:44.50] Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like\n[01:47.22] \"It'll be okay. You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\n[01:50.48] Well, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\n[01:52.38] Whether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\n[01:58.46] You know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\n[02:02.24] Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\n[02:05.53] To be livin' by the street rules\n[02:07.34] Fuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\n[02:10.17] But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\n[02:12.86] Remain' solid brah\n[02:14.49] Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\n[02:16.28] A nigga proud of ya'\n[02:18.74] Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n[02:21.77] We the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n[02:24.71] See how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n[02:29.49] \n[02:38.47] And you ain't gotta shed no tear\n[02:41.94] \n[02:50.39] I'll be everywhere\n[02:51.12] And I'mma always be right here\n[02:52.57] I ain't forgot those years\n[02:53.60] I'll be everwhere\n[02:54.75] But I'mma always be right here\n[02:57.98] \n[03:01.04] Livin' in a premature place - wait\n[03:07.66] Never grow to see the pearly gates - break\n[03:14.48] Every time a bullet detonate - dates\n[03:17.88] Of obituary carry crates of a scary picture\n[03:22.34] With a family member that relate to ya\n[03:23.78] In December you was finna pin another case\n[03:25.18] On your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\n[03:27.59] As the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\n[03:29.93] Every pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\n[03:32.23] Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\n[03:34.58] That's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\n[03:36.86] Open up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\n[03:40.32] Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\n[03:41.28] Everybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\n[03:44.93] Yes, my nigga, you're blessed\n[03:46.76] Take advantage, do your best, my nigga\n[03:47.60] Don't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\n[03:48.98] Anything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\n[03:50.44] You reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\n[03:54.87] For the progress of a baby step, my nigga\n[03:56.47] Step, step my nigga\n[03:58.22] One, two, skip, skip\n[03:59.29] Back, back, look both ways\n[04:00.63] Pull it off the hip\n[04:01.73] Blast at anybody say that you can't flip\n[04:02.78] This crack into rap music every other zip is a track\n[04:06.22] Get used to it, get it off quick\n[04:08.63] Come back, give back to the city you've built\n[04:11.45] That's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\n[04:13.23] It ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\n[04:16.09] In a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\n[04:18.50] Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all\n[04:19.40] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Blessed (feat. 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You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\nWell, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\nWhether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\nYou know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\nTold myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\nTo be livin' by the street rules\nFuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\nBut anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\nRemain' solid brah\nKeep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\nA nigga proud of ya'\nTell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n\nWe the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n\nSee how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n\nAnd you ain't gotta shed no tear\nI'll be everywhere\n\nAnd I'mma always be right here\nI ain't forgot those years\nI'll be everwhere\nBut I'mma always be right here\n\nLivin' in a premature place - wait\nNever grow to see the pearly gates - break\nEvery time a bullet detonate - dates\nOf obituary carry crates of a scary picture\nWith a family member that relate to ya\nIn December you was finna pin another case\nOn your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\nAs the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\nEvery pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\nRecognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\nThat's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\nOpen up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\nStory of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\nEverybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\nYes, my nigga, you're blessed\nTake advantage, do your best, my nigga\nDon't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\nAnything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\nYou reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\nFor the progress of a baby step, my nigga\nStep, step my nigga\nOne, two, skip, skip\nBack, back, look both ways\nPull it off the hip\nBlast at anybody say that you can't flip\nThis crack into rap music every other zip is a track\nGet used to it, get it off quick\n\nCome back, give back to the city you've built\nThat's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\nIt ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\nIn a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\nPut a little faith in it then recognize that we all","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.17] What it's like for a nigga like me\n[00:11.67] \n[00:22.76] Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep\n[00:25.86] But this is now, nigga!\n[00:29.12] Ones for the money, two for the bitches\n[00:30.89] Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it\n[00:31.74] Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished\n[00:33.76] Turn that motherfucker to a critic\n[00:35.45] Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg\n[00:37.49] I was hangin' on them corners late\n[00:42.03] Pockets wasn't straight, bitch\n[00:43.52] I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg\n[00:44.65] Know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:45.90] Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga\n[00:48.68] I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger\n[00:52.37] But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest\n[00:55.62] To all my niggas I would die for\n[00:57.94] Load my pistol up, go out and war for\n[00:59.33] To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets\n[01:01.51] Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak\n[01:03.80] To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen\n[01:06.32] Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in\n[01:08.54] To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today\n[01:10.57] Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray\n[01:13.75] Just wanna say\n[01:15.13] Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga\n[01:16.63] Really think about it, could be worse my nigga\n[01:18.49] Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga\n[01:20.60] We all blessed my nigga\n[01:23.99] \n[01:28.01] Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?\n[01:31.31] \n[01:35.24] You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter\n[01:40.66] I grip her harder\n[01:42.56] Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit\n[01:44.50] Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like\n[01:47.22] \"It'll be okay. You'll be straight, it'll be aight.\"\n[01:50.48] Well, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!\n[01:52.38] Whether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!\n[01:58.46] You know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around\n[02:02.24] Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool\n[02:05.53] To be livin' by the street rules\n[02:07.34] Fuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school\n[02:10.17] But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah\n[02:12.86] Remain' solid brah\n[02:14.49] Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah\n[02:16.28] A nigga proud of ya'\n[02:18.74] Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs\n[02:21.77] We the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees\n[02:24.71] See how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son\n[02:29.49] \n[02:38.47] And you ain't gotta shed no tear\n[02:41.94] \n[02:50.39] I'll be everywhere\n[02:51.12] And I'mma always be right here\n[02:52.57] I ain't forgot those years\n[02:53.60] I'll be everwhere\n[02:54.75] But I'mma always be right here\n[02:57.98] \n[03:01.04] Livin' in a premature place - wait\n[03:07.66] Never grow to see the pearly gates - break\n[03:14.48] Every time a bullet detonate - dates\n[03:17.88] Of obituary carry crates of a scary picture\n[03:22.34] With a family member that relate to ya\n[03:23.78] In December you was finna pin another case\n[03:25.18] On your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe\n[03:27.59] As the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain\n[03:29.93] Every pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain\n[03:32.23] Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again\n[03:34.58] That's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain\n[03:36.86] Open up another chapter in the book and read 'gain\n[03:40.32] Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change\n[03:41.28] Everybody ain't (blessed my nigga)\n[03:44.93] Yes, my nigga, you're blessed\n[03:46.76] Take advantage, do your best, my nigga\n[03:47.60] Don't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet\n[03:48.98] Anything you imagine, you possess, my nigga\n[03:50.44] You reject these niggas, that neglect, your respect\n[03:54.87] For the progress of a baby step, my nigga\n[03:56.47] Step, step my nigga\n[03:58.22] One, two, skip, skip\n[03:59.29] Back, back, look both ways\n[04:00.63] Pull it off the hip\n[04:01.73] Blast at anybody say that you can't flip\n[04:02.78] This crack into rap music every other zip is a track\n[04:06.22] Get used to it, get it off quick\n[04:08.63] Come back, give back to the city you've built\n[04:11.45] That's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dawg\n[04:13.23] It ain't nothin' but a bunch of fuck niggas dawg\n[04:16.09] In a minute everybody gon' be winnin'\n[04:18.50] Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all\n[04:19.40] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Blessed (feat. 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