Blessings

[Chorus: Jamila Woods & Chance The Rapper]

I'm gon' praise Him, praise Him 'til I'm gone

I'm gon' praise Him, praise Him 'til I'm gone

When the praises go up, the blessings come down

When the praises go up, the blessings come down

It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap

It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap

[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]

I don't make songs for free, I make 'em for freedom

Don't believe in kings, believe in the Kingdom

Chisel me into stone, prayer whistle me into song air

Dying laughing with Krillin saying something 'bout blonde hair

Jesus' black life ain't matter, I know, I talked to his daddy

Said you the man of the house now, look out for your family

He has ordered my steps,  gave me a sword with a crest

And gave Donnie a trumpet in case I get shortness of breath

[Chorus: Jamila Woods & Chance The Rapper]

I'm gon' praise Him, praise Him 'til I'm gone (Don't be mad)

I'm gon' praise Him, praise Him 'til I'm gone

When the praises go up (Good God)

The blessings come down, Good God

When the praises go up (Good God) the blessings come down

(The blessings come down)

When the praises go up, the blessings come down

(It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap)

The blessings come down

When the praises go up, the blessings come down

(Good God)

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]

They booked the nicest hotels on the 59th floor

With the big wide windows, with the suicide doors

Ain't no blood on my money, ain't no Twitter in Heaven

I know them drugs isn't close, ain't no visitin' Heaven

I know the difference in blessings and worldly possessions

Like my ex-girl getting pregnant

And her becoming my everything

I'm at war with my wrongs, I'm writing four different songs

I never forged it or forfeited, I'm a force to be reconciled

They want four-minute songs

You need a four-hour praise dance performed every morn

I'm feeling shortness of breath, so Nico grab you a horn

Hit Jericho with a buzzer beater to end a quarter

Watch brick and mortar fall like dripping water, ugh

(Good God)

[Chorus: Jamila Woods, Byron Cage & (Chance The Rapper)]

I'm gon' praise Him, praise Him 'til I'm gone

(Good God)

I'm gon' praise Him, praise Him 'til I'm gone

When the praises go up, (Good God) the blessings come down

(The blessings come down)

When the praises go up, the blessings come down

(The blessings come down)

When the praises go up, the blessings come down

(Are you ready for your blessings?)

When the praises go up, the blessings come down

(Are you ready for your miracle?)

[Outro: Chance The Rapper]

Are you ready, are you ready?

Are you ready, are you ready?

Are you ready, are you ready?

Are you ready, are you ready?

It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap