[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*t 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*cking Wilderbeast
f*ck 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*gga
If these rappers keep talking behind my back I might have to go Back To Back on these n*ggas
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*gga I'm bound to be, up in the banks like a n*gga so Bounderby
That's just some di*kens for di*kheads astoundingly clowning me
They just some clowns to me, you hear the sound of these
Verses man how can these n*ggas really think that they can come counter me
I can already see where I'm bout to be
Benjamin Franklins surrounding me, Big ass mansion with 10 balconies
n*gga 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*tch 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*tch 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*t 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*ck
Every single verse I spit is no less than tough
n*ggas think that there's a chance of Timmy letting up?
n*gga, you got a better chance of Ellen letting you f*ck
And know these are the basics, my n*gga, 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*ggas 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*t and they can't defeat the feet
They can't try to beat me, b*tch 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 skill 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*ggas by a landslide
Flow so dumb so I never mind
If I birthed em, then I Columbine
All they say now is that sh*t was wack
All I'm tryna see now is dollar signs
n*gga take a step, there's a landmine
They catch 48 like my waist size
n*gga take sides
Smart n*ggas want cole slaw? They get sidelined
Dumb n*ggas wanna buy time?
They catch Michael Kors counter-clockwise
n*gga pick a line, that's yo coffin size
Don't you ever ever try to offer mine
n*gga 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 skills to prove it with every single rhyme that I infuse
They get influenced f*ck being blessed b*tch I'm heaven sent Made the devil "say that n*gga 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*ck around and meet a young as*h*le
Who so bashful, that he might even get the sh*t tattoo'd oh yes YAAAAS, b*tch I'm the best