Blessings
[Intro: Drake & Big Sean]LookI feel blessedWay up, I feel blessedWay up, I feel blessed(I, straight up, look)
[Verse 1: Big Sean]I live the life I deserve, blessedFuck a vacay I feel better at workI mean whatever it's worth, I give whatever I'm worthFor my niggas who gon' go to Hell and back for meI'mma give 'em Heaven on EarthOr a hell of a check, yeah, whichever come firstBlessings on blessings on blessingsLook at my life, man, that's lessons on lessons on lessonsI treat the beat like it's a reverendI tell the truth like father, forgive me, these are all my confessionsMan, this wasn't luck, it was destinedI done lost homies who been with me since Ed, Edd and EddyWho flip like confettiAnd then when you back, they back to call you "dog"That shit get-get petty, bitch, don't give no dap to me, niggaFunny thing about talking behind my backIs that it just keep coming back to me, niggaWas off for a sec, now it's back to me, nigga, you mad at meThis ain't what I want, man, this what it had to beThis is that late night working after three, manThis is why my old girl was mad at meThis why I'm your majesty, manThe clique is the tightest, the pussy the tightestThe drinks are the coldest, the future the brightestThe feat not divided, the love is dividedAnd I just gotta thank God that we got itBlessedI don't know what I would do without itCrew look like we robbed a bank, but all we make is depositsYour prophet will profit, oh God
[Hook: Drake (Big Sean)]I'm here for a good time, not a long time, you know II haven't had a good time in a long time, you know II'm way up, I feel blessedWay 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 nothingCause that implies that we back from somethingIf we back from something there's some checks you owe usI expect that payment, nothing less or overI don't need them favors that you ask me forI couldn't give two fucks 'bout where the Grammys goI just gave out Grammys on my InstagramThem OVO boys, the business manIt is what it is, trust me, you get what you give, yeahYou gotta come to my side and see how we live, yeahI cannot see Heaven being much better than this, yeahBlessings on blessings from me and my niggas from the 6Look at what we did, yeahBe quiet, I'm doing a toastFor niggas that don't really do shit, I swear, y'all be doing the mostStop worrying 'bout whoever's nextI am just worried 'bout my mama worrying lessI think I'm famous enough, I don't need any more pressI am convinced I'm the only one leftThat's still doing this shit, man
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[Verse 3: Big Sean]My grandma just died, I'm the man of the houseSo every morning I'm up cause I can't let them down, downAlways down for the cause, never down for the countI guess when your stars alignYou do like the solar system and plan it outSo I'm going over time, on the overtimeYeah, I'm that invested, but you can't attest itMillion dollar goals, managed to manifest itThe family never going anorexicI pay mom mortgage and electricNever going under even with anestheticsAt the top of the rap game and progressin'Check after check, checking off my check listTry and blow my cake, just know that's a death wishNo mistakes in life ever, it's only lessonsShit feel like Shaq and Penny got back togetherYou tore the game apart, who put it back together? I
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[Verse 4: Kanye West]Since the truth keep niggas traumatizedThey tryna compromise my condom sizeSo I Snapchat that whole shitTryna see titties, tryna show dickAnd I swear to God I hope they post itI'm blessedEven though I get slammed with lawsuits like car doorsSee three P.O.'s like Star WarsThey want me by the road holding up cardboardSo I go extra hard on the hard floorRight now, I'm calling you from my home gymRight after that, nigga, I'm gon' swimJust did a couple laps in my home poolAnd my daughter right there getting home-schooledI'm blessedAnd I was thinking 'bout starting up my own schoolA MontessoriAnd the hallway looking like a monastery, oh yesI'm way up, I feel blessed