Blessings Lyrics

Blessings - Nipsey Hussle

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Yeah

I got it

Look

You like the way I play the cards that I'm dealt, huh

You like how I came up and stayed myself, huh

All that shit I said on my tapes niggas felt, huh

Got it, can't lose it gotta turn it into wealth, huh

Like how I go hard and never fell, huh

Like I how stayed down and lift the world up

I sold out judging by the sales, huh

I'm a heavyweight judging by the scales, huh

My name ring bells plus it sell tickets

As I push past these thousands to these mil tickets

Hatin' niggas get some bread you gon' feel different

And you can feel Nip from looking at the world different

All black kids all trapped in

All waitin' on a day that we can back in

The all black Benz with the black tint

Cause now you worth something, nigga that's what that meant

Gold rollies, gold cubans

Made what you make off going gold way before music

Keep them squares out my circle, nigga no Rubik's

Cause niggas learn you just to hurt you I'm like no Judas

Summertime, top off

Fake ass Louis, knockoff

Young nigga, lost cause

And till I pray to God that we all ball

(Dear Lord, please Bless us)

Bless us with discretion not to blow this dough

Bless us with the strength not to fuck with hoes

Bless us with the gift of real loyalty

You know the type, he facin' life you pay the lawyer fee

Bless us with abundance let us ball hard

Protect us when they threaten us with a false charge

Bless us lord cause niggas with the extras Lord

Help me let the weight of what I made steer my direction more

All black leather, new coupe

Night vision in the dash make the moon blue

Nudie jeans on so my denim fresh

Making death threats but they ain't did it yet

Need to get some cash, fuck it get a check

But look, hop the fuck off this young nigga dick

I'm ballin', yo bitch callin'

My shit poppin' and yo shit keep floppin', look

Came in this game all the killas with me

Travel around the world I brought my niggas with me

Play the game right I build the foundation

Stay solid while these hatin' niggas stay hatin'

Summertime, top off

Try not to get your head knocked off

Young nigga, lost cause

And 'till I prayed to God that we all ball