Lola Brooke – God Bless All The Rappers (Official Video)

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EP/Director: BenMarc
Producer: Taylour “SockX” Zimmerman
1st AD: Lejon Johnson
Production Comp: VB Films
Product Manager: Cliff Joseph
Label: Arista & Team 80
DP: Josh Libertine
1st AC: Konrad Sedochenkoff
Gaffer: Ronnie Goch
Production Designer: Mitch Dillion
Art Director: Ethan Kankula
Set Dresser: Trevor Rittman
Editor: Austin Dickerson
Colorist: Loren White
Beauty VFX: Max Colt
Talent: Donald Beck
BTS: Andy Lopez
Lola’s Stylist: Sebastian Day
PA: Jesse Erwin
PA: Diego Diaz
PA: Andres Casillas
PA: Shawn Gotti
Location: Cinepacks Studios

Lyrics
Grew up as a rapper with some morals ’cause my mother did
Never show their true colors, gotta check the color grid
He ain’t in the streets no more, he just caught another bid
Musicians goin’ through the most, the money ain’t too humblin’
The destiny is heavenly, the pressure start compressin’ me
Who knew bein’ multitalented could ’cause this jealousy?
Went out to go get it for a better me
Came back, they’re askin’ for a check
Is you askin’ or you tellin’ me?
Puttin’ pain on our family as we do it for the Grammys
Protect all our kids, that is strictly for the nannies
I put all my trust in mommy of becomin’ a new granny
System can’t stand me
Oh, it’s hard to believe he’s a child of God
They worry ’bout the actors
Worry ’bout the trappers
Pray every night that God bless all the rappers
Steady tryna attack us
Forget the main factors
I pray by myself every night that God bless all the rappers
God bless all the rappers
God bless all the rappers
God bless all the rappers
God bless all the rappers
It’s hard to believe he’s a child of God
Twenty-four days of night, it’s like hell in this *****
So sick to my stomach, can’t smell in this *****
Feel like hell to get rich, it’s like hell to get drenched
Labels killin’ souls every day, them cells could get a wrist
We turn gold into the plaques, plaques into the diamonds
Jewels on the neck make ’em get on bad timin’
I’m just here to do my job, complete what’s the assignment
Lost his marbles to the streets and he still can’t find it
How could you kill Pop Smoke? How could you kill PnB?
How could you kill Chinx Drugz, King Von, MO3?
How could you kill Drakeo the Ruler?
Should be worried how they lose you
Xxx, Nipsey, both died from a shooter
They say the most dangerous job is for the rappers
We don’t never see it comin’, we use strategies for after
That **** backwards, God bless all the rappers
They worry ’bout the actors
Worry ’bout the trappers
Pray every night that God bless all the rappers
Steady tryna attack us
Forget the main factors
I pray by myself every night that God bless all the rappers
Somebody that the other day said to be a rapper artist is the most dangerous job in the world
God bless all the rappers
God bless all the rappers
God bless all the rappers
God bless all the rappers