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BLESSINGS
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Hip-Hop/Rap
BLESSINGS was released on August 23, 2024 by Jamla Records / Roc Nation Records as a part of the album BLESSINGS - Single
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Release DateAugust 23, 2024
LabelJamla Records / Roc Nation Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM199

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Reuben Vincent
Reuben Vincent
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reuben Vincent
Reuben Vincent
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tane Runo
Tane Runo
Producer
Jachary
Jachary
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Riding with my rod, I been stuck on a verge
Point it to your head 'cause you fucked with a nerd
**** claiming to be hood but grew up in the 'burbs
You ain't from the village, or the projects
Fights by the hydrants in them projects
Trying to survive in them projects
Society got our mind for a hijack
Ma gon look me in my eyes and just tell me I'm chosen
I ain't gon' lie I ain't notice
Late night, I was just drowning in the ocean
They tell a black boy mask his emotions
Till he mask up, load the strap, buss it open
Eyes are wide, I see the matrix
I don't want my seeds be raised in
The things God pulled me out so amazing
From when the cops put the lights all on us
My guys them cuffed
The rain had thundered, the lightning struck
The piece in holster, my mind disrupt
No matter what the man dem
Who smite, might bus, it's a cycle
When you blow as champ, things spiteful
I got to fight for my folks, we tribal
In the land of blind, I had to open my eyes
'Cause it must be vital
You rose to become they idol
Know yourself and no one will be rival
On road till my doors suicidal
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Falala-la-la-la-la-la
Running on eeeeeeeeeeee
It could be bad, bad, bad, bad
Put the blessings 'pon me, me, me, me, me
Oh, the blessings 'pon me, me, me, me
Uh, the blessings 'pon me, me, me, me
[Verse 2]
Me feeling like blood on my hands
I killed the boy for the becoming of a man
Paranoid, while I watch the world from the stands
And I felt destroyed, but nah, I'm on the bright side
Back on block, flip
Carry the flagship, my hands the highest
They close the door, I come back as locksmith
Against the odds, I came back on Pac shit
My little brother hit the Navy, for the rackeds
My little sister, patient, trying to be a doctor
I'm guessing all my mother's prayers have been magic
While I'm out here trying to make it from this rap shit
Fuck coppin chains, spent my paper on the assets
Fuck up my reign, put a stain on, went drastic
We was off the strains, kickin' shit like it's magic
On days it was tragic, on blades out in traffic
Feeling like I'm clank start to stay with the ratchet
Like one day, I'ma make it to the masses
It's like Muhammad when he changed his name from Cassius
Like I'ma be the fucking greatest till the casket, oh
[Chorus]
Falala-la-la-la-la-la
Running on eeeeeeeeeeee
It could be bad, bad, bad, bad
Put the blessings 'pon me, me, me, me, me
Oh, the blessings 'pon me, me, me, me
Oh, the blessings 'pon me, me, me, me
Oh, the blessings 'pon me, me, me, me
Oh, the blessings 'pon me, me, me, me
Written by: Reuben Vincent
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