[Intro:]
Look, I feel blessed.
Way up, I feel blessed, way up, I feel blessed.
I, straight up, look.
[Verse 1: Big Sean]
I live the life I deserve, blessed.
Fuck a vacay I feel better at work,
I mean whatever its worth, I give whatever I'm worth
For my niggas who gon' go to hell and back for me,
I'ma give ‘em heaven on Earth
Or a hell of a check, yeah, whichever come first.
Blessings on blessings, on blessings,
Look at my life, man, that's lessons on lessons, on lessons,
I treat the beat like it's a reverend,
I tell the truth like, ‘Father, forgive me.' These are all my confessions.
Man, this wasn't luck, it was destined,
I done lost homies who been with me since Ed, Edd n Eddy,
Who flip like confetti,
And then when you back, they back to call you ‘dawg',
That shit get petty, bitch, don't give no dap to me, nigga!
Funny thing about talkin' behind my back
Is that it just keep comin' back to me, nigga,
Was off for a sec, now it's back to me, nigga, you mad at me,
This ain't what I want, man, this what it had to be,
This is that late night workin' after three, man,
This why my old girl was mad at me,
This why I'm your majesty, man,
The clique is the tightest, the pussy the tightest,
The drinks are the coldest, the future the brightest,
The feat not divided, the love is divided,
And I just gotta thank God that we got it.
Blessed.
I don't know what I would do without it,
Crew look like we robbed a bank, but all we make is deposits,
Your prophet will profit, oh God!
[Chorus: Drake & Big Sean]
I'm here for a good time, not a long time, you know, I,
I haven't had a good time in a long time, you know, I,
I'm way up, I feel blessed.
Way up, I feel blessed. Straight up.
I'm way up, I feel blessed. Straight up, straight up.
Way up, I feel blessed.
[Verse 2: Drake]
Look, I ain't gon' say that we back or nothing,
‘Cause that implies that we back from something,
If we back from something, there's some checks you owe us,
I expect that payment, nothing less or over.
I don't need them favors that you ask me for,
I could give two fucks ‘bout where the Grammys go,
I just gave out Grammys on my Instagram,
Them OVO boys, the business man.
It is what it is, trust me, you get what you give, yeah!
You gotta come to my side to see how we live, yeah!
I cannot see Heaven being much better than this, yeah!
Blessings on blessings from me and my niggas from the 6,
Look at what we did, yeah!
Be quiet, I'm doin' a toast,
For niggas that don't really do shit, I swear, y'all be doin' the most,
Stop worryin' ‘bout whoever's next,
I am just worried ‘bout my mama worryin' less,
I think I'm famous enough, I don't need any more press,
I am convinced I'm the only one left
That's still doin' this shit, man.
[Chorus: Drake & Big Sean]
I'm here for a good time, not a long time, you know, I,
I haven't had a good time in a long time, you know, I,
I'm way up, I feel blessed.
Way up, I feel blessed. Straight up.
I'm way up, I feel blessed. Straight up, straight up.
Way up, I feel blessed.
[Verse 3: Big Sean]
My grandma just died, I'm the man of the house,
So every morning I'm up ‘cause I can't let them down, down,
Always down for the cause, never down for the count,
I guess when your stars align,
You do like the solar system and plan it out.
So I'm goin' over time on the overtime,
Yeah, I'm not invested, but you can't attest it,
Million dollar goals, managed to manifest it,
The family never goin' anorexic,
I pay mom mortgage and electric,
Never goin' under even with anesthetics,
At the top of the rap game and progressin',
Check after check, checkin' off my check list,
Try and blow my cake, just know that's a death wish,
No mistakes in life ever, it's only lessons,
Shit feel like Shaq and Penny got back together,
You tore the game apart, who put it back together? I.
[Chorus: Drake & Big Sean]
I'm here for a good time, not a long time, you know, I,
I haven't had a good time in a long time, you know, I,
I'm way up, I feel blessed.
Way up, I feel blessed. Straight up.
I'm way up, I feel blessed. Straight up, straight up.
Way up, I feel blessed.
[Verse 4: Kanye West]
Since the truth keep niggas traumatized,
They tryna compromise my condom size,
So I Snapchat that whole shit,
Tryna see titties, tryna show dick.
And I swear to God I hope they post it,
I'm blessed,
Even though I get slammed with lawsuits like car doors,
See three P.O.'s like Star Wars,
They want me by the road holdin' up cardboard,
So I go extra hard on the hard floor.
Right now I'm callin' you from my home gym,
Right after that, nigga, I'm gon' swim,
Just did a couple laps in my home pool,
And my daughter right there getting' home-schooled,
I'm blessed.
And I was thinkin' ‘bout startin' up my own school,
A Montessori,
And the hallway lookin' like a monastery, oh yes!
I'm way up, I feel blessed.
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