Blessings (Extended Version)

[Intro: Big Sean] Look I feel blessed Way up, I feel blessed Way up, I feel blessed Straight up [Verse 1: Big Sean] Look, I live the life I deserve, blessed Fuck a vacay, I feel better at work I mean, whatever it's 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 "dog" That shit get-get petty, bitch, don't give no dap to me, nigga Funny thing about talking behind my back Is that it just keep coming 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 working after three, man This is 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’re back from something If we're back from somethin' 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 and see how we live, yeah I cannot see Heaven being much better than this, yeah Blessings on blessings for me and my niggas from the 6 Look at what we did, yeah Be quiet, I'm doing a toast For niggas that don't really do shit, I swear, y'all be doing the most Stop worrying 'bout whoever's next I am just worried 'bout my mama worrying 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 doing 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 going over time, on the overtime Yeah, I'm that invested, but you can't attest it Million dollar goals, managed to manifest it The family never going anorexic I pay my own mortgage and electric Never going under even with anesthetics At the top of the rap game and progressin' Check after check, checking 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, with Kanye West] 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 holding up cardboard So I go extra hard on the hard floor Right now, I'm calling 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 thinking 'bout starting up my own school A Montessori And the hallway looking like a monastery, oh yes [Outro: Kanye West] I'm way up, I feel blessed