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Derrick James - Blessed (feat. K the Singer) Lyrics



Derrick James - Blessed (feat. K the Singer) Lyrics




They say Black men don't go through depression that's a lie
I'm sitting here in this house with bills to the sky
Never was in me to leave my woman sometimes I wonder
Steady praying to GOD like is this the plan you got for I

I don't know even know
Guess I'm just stressed and hide it well won't even let show
Couple things from my past I need to let em go
And as I'm walking through the door my son poured bleach on my clothes

Couldn't even whoop him staring in his eyes
I mean 5 but still he know the difference from wrong and right
I'm just tryna raise him right, show em a better life
I'll take obedience over sacrifice man any night

But they don't understand how daddy really struggling
And I'm too much of man to go back to hustling
Plenary of times I done cried with huffing and puffing
But I got this dream on the inside to make something from nothing

So it's alright that my back is pressed
Cause when I do come back, man I'm back and I'm blessed
Reminiscing on this struggle won't have no regrets
Cash cards, money orders or writing them checks
But do it all for The King I ain't tryna flex
Haters watching my every move and tryna guess what's next
Like no sweat
On display they all will see my success
I wrote this here when I was stuck and depressed
True story

They say black men don't go through depression well that a lie
Broke down and I cried when I heard my sister died
I was in a meeting lost for words couldn't even ask You why
My head was low but still I raised my hands up to sky

And yeah it hurt, but I know you GOD so I don't second guess
Through it all You gave me rest, not to mention You still know best

I flashback and I think about all the other things You brought me through
I know that I should be locked up cause I was young and trappin right out the school
And to add it on I was riding dirty
I was blowing smoke right out the coupe
Had a pistol right on the seat and if hater test me I'd probably shoot

So I thank Christ for saving my life
And I thank The Lord for saving my wife

My kids watching and they all looking at every move we make
And even in the ups and downs they still know The Lord will keep us straight
Its not cause of mama
Not cause daddy
But only cause of HIS grace

So when the circumstances come I tell them all in they face
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They say Black men don't go through depression that's a lie
I'm sitting here in this house with bills to the sky
Never was in me to leave my woman sometimes I wonder
Steady praying to GOD like is this the plan you got for I

I don't know even know
Guess I'm just stressed and hide it well won't even let show
Couple things from my past I need to let em go
And as I'm walking through the door my son poured bleach on my clothes

Couldn't even whoop him staring in his eyes
I mean 5 but still he know the difference from wrong and right
I'm just tryna raise him right, show em a better life
I'll take obedience over sacrifice man any night

But they don't understand how daddy really struggling
And I'm too much of man to go back to hustling
Plenary of times I done cried with huffing and puffing
But I got this dream on the inside to make something from nothing

So it's alright that my back is pressed
Cause when I do come back, man I'm back and I'm blessed
Reminiscing on this struggle won't have no regrets
Cash cards, money orders or writing them checks
But do it all for The King I ain't tryna flex
Haters watching my every move and tryna guess what's next
Like no sweat
On display they all will see my success
I wrote this here when I was stuck and depressed
True story

They say black men don't go through depression well that a lie
Broke down and I cried when I heard my sister died
I was in a meeting lost for words couldn't even ask You why
My head was low but still I raised my hands up to sky

And yeah it hurt, but I know you GOD so I don't second guess
Through it all You gave me rest, not to mention You still know best

I flashback and I think about all the other things You brought me through
I know that I should be locked up cause I was young and trappin right out the school
And to add it on I was riding dirty
I was blowing smoke right out the coupe
Had a pistol right on the seat and if hater test me I'd probably shoot

So I thank Christ for saving my life
And I thank The Lord for saving my wife

My kids watching and they all looking at every move we make
And even in the ups and downs they still know The Lord will keep us straight
Its not cause of mama
Not cause daddy
But only cause of HIS grace

So when the circumstances come I tell them all in they face
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Writer: Derrick Clark
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Derrick James - Blessed (feat. K the Singer) Video
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Performed By: Derrick James
Length: 3:38
Written by: Derrick Clark

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