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Meek Mill - Blessed Up [Official Audio]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Meek Mill
Meek Mill
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clemmie Rishad
Clemmie Rishad
Composer
Tarik Azzouz
Tarik Azzouz
Composer
Nicholas M. Warwar
Nicholas M. Warwar
Composer
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
STREETRUNNER
STREETRUNNER
Producer
Tarik Azzouz
Tarik Azzouz
Producer

Lyrics

Be who you are You ain't trying to impress nobody Who you got to impress? You done came through the ranks You've been tested, you know what I mean? And you stood up That mean you've been tested and you stood up And you still standing up So who you got to impress? You ain't trying to impress nobody man Be who you are, you know what I mean? You should be yourself because I'm saying you should do shit man for other people and you faking it I don't need you to be no motherfucking gangster for me I need you to be a man I got God watchin' over me from courtside ballin' like I'm Jordan cause I'm blessed up And niggas want me gone but I'm still alive Wake up every morning feelin' blessed up Pull up in that holy Ghost cause I'm blessed up I'mma do the most cause I'm blessed up Had to scoop my niggas out the hood now we all eatin' good like we should cause we blessed up Its outstandin' that I'm still standin' Mexican brand dish when beef get sandwiched Blat, blat do it for my niggas that's scammin' On the corner with it runnin' that tan in Duckin' the Ds, cut through the alley, scuffin' your trees Tossin' the profit and fuck up your re I know the feelin' nigga Start from a dollar, couple of Gs Bought an Impala I'm flooding the streets Its time to kill 'em nigga I got an eight flipped over and I'm dealin' nigga In a drop S coupe and I'm wheelin' nigga Five hundred for the piece how I'm feelin' nigga In the hood just chillin' nigga I've seen realest niggas turn emotional all in they feelin' niggas That's why I ain't really feelin' niggas And if them hoes fuck with rats I ain't sayin' nothin' to them bitches I guess I ain't really for them bitches really I'm blessed I got God watchin' over me from courtside ballin' like I'm Jordan cause I'm blessed up And niggas want me gone but I'm still alive wake up every morning feelin' blessed up Pull up in that holy Ghost cause I'm blessed up I'mma do the most cause I'm blessed up Had to scoop my niggas out the hood now we all eatin' good like we should cause we blessed up Blessings, you niggas stressin' Mac on the dresser when I'm dressin' and never pressure Crab in the barrel watch the bucket don't let 'em catch you Cause if they pull you back to the bottom know you gon' suffer, fuck 'em I done leveled up on 'em 'til where I cannot touch em Therefore can't feel 'em, therefore I'ma hustle New Wraith on forgis, course that's from the muscle Course I got a bubble, new Porshce red like a devil Go skrt skrt through the lane on you Niggas broke and you faker than that chain on you I told Tak when he see you go insane on you Can't D me call it man, I clear the lane on you Change the speed game 7 'Bron James on you My little niggas begging me to put that flame on you You get some money watch how all these niggas change on you That's why I changed on 'em I don't feel a thing for them nigga I'm blessed I got God watchin' over me from courtside ballin' like I'm Jordan cause I'm blessed up And niggas want me gone but I'm still alive wake up every morning feelin' blessed up Pull up in that holy Ghost cause I'm blessed up I'mma do the most cause I'm blessed up Had to scoop my niggas out the hood now we all eatin' good like we should cause we blessed up
Writer(s): Nicholas Warwar, Robert Williams, Diondria Thomas, Christopher Thornton, Tarik Azzouz, Clemm Rishad Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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