XP - Blessings lyrics

[Intro: Tim Saunders] I feel blessed I'm way up, I feel blessed I'm way up, I feel blessed [Verse 1: Tim Saunders] I'mma let y'all know right from the get go That this flow is going ham, no Monte Cristo I'm running the underground, no Bonnie Crystal The game in the palm of my hand like a pistol Cause that's how small this sh** really feel to me Oh you got the gamed locked? Well watch me steal the key It's a shame I'll never know how it feels to be Tame cause on the beats I'm a f**ing Wilderbeast f** every friend that went ghost on me like Casper That's tryna come back now because I'm a rapper Cause I'm a at a higher place, I'm going past ya I'm going on to greener pastures I'm going way up And I don't mean up north like the Raptors I mean way way up to the rafters I might go past the rafters, through the sky, through earth's atmosphere and end up in some astrophysical plasma And when I land don't give no dap to me n***a If these rappers keep talking behind my back I might have to go Back To Back on these n***as Was Drake for a sec, now it's back to me, man I'm attacking beats I guess this one was just another causality Crash on the track, so I should say fatality Life is so lavish, XP would be proud of me n***a I'm bound to be, up in the banks like a n***a so Bounderby That's just some Dickens for dickheads astoundingly clowning me They just some clowns to me, you hear the sound of these Verses man how can these n***as really think that they can come counter me I can already see where I'm bout to be Benjamin Franklins surrounding me, Big a** mansion with 10 balconies n***a I'm blessed [Hook: Crash] 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 I'm way up, I feel blessed Way up, I feel [Verse 2: Crash] Look, I'm not saying that you wack or nothing But I think your verses might be lackin' something If I'm lackin' something, it's respect for y'all You like Greg Oden, cause you never ball I done said it all, I'm a legend dog Man you never stepping to my repertoire I'm at a higher level, upper echelon And I bang more metal than deceptions I been runnin' the game (runnin' the game) Ever since I had it (ever since I had it) Every night I go hard (every night I go hard) Yes I reek havoc (what you is?) b**h I'm ecstatic, cause me team is at it If you in the building then I'm in the attic I'm riding her carpet like b**h I'm Aladdin I got so much fire they think I'm a dragon god damn Hold up let me catch my breath again Im the type that loves to beat the beat up man this lyrical S&M, flow is impressin' them Hit me up when yo team starts to be relevant Heaven sent bars but delivery's devilish D E A D is that sh** that I represent Dissipating Every Absolute Deficit [Hook: Crash] 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 I'm way up, I feel blessed Way up, I feel [Verse 3: Tim Saunders] I'm blessed as f** Every single verse I spit is no less than tough n***as think that there's a chance of Timmy letting up? n***a, you got a better chance of Ellen letting you f** And know these are the basics, my n***a, so face it I'm just making sure you know where your place is When you make a song, how come nobody plays it? When I make a song, I'm on deaf people's playlists I'm A-List, and ya'll n***as just Kathy Griffin They loving the kid cause the cold raps he spitting They think they hard, but they flow lack conviction Will I take the game? I control that decision This repetitive cause I always beat the beat I been running sh** and they can't defeat the feet They can't try to beat me, b**h my flow is Elite They'll get Anaconda strangled, Robert E. Lee I got so many bars, that I can't even count it You think you keeping up with me? Man I doubt it To my sk** you Prissy, you don't know nothing 'bout it My flow is a gift and I thank god I got it I'm blessed [Hook: Crash] 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 I'm way up, I feel blessed Way up, I feel [Verse 4: XP] Got the words to withstand the test of time And I beat these n***as by a landslide Flow so dumb so I never mind If I birthed em, then I Columbine All they say now is that sh** was wack All I'm tryna see now is dollar signs n***a take a step, there's a landmine They catch 48 like my waist size n***a take sides Smart n***as want cole slaw? They get sidelined Dumb n***as wanna buy time? They catch Michael Kors counter-clockwise n***a pick a line, that's yo coffin size Don't you ever ever try to offer mine n***a that's a flaw in your design If time is money I go overtime Special Ed, spectacle Never knew it, yeah I had the bars Found the sk**s to prove it with every single rhyme that I infuse They get influenced f** being blessed b**h I'm heaven sent Made the devil "say that n***a devilish" Had to show them what that upper level is I won't ever stop 'til I'm selling tix And getting cash flow, you f** around and meet a young a**hole Who so bashful, that he might even get the sh** tattoo'd oh yes YAAAAS, b**h I'm the best