[Verse 1: Chaos]

Look...Don't get it confused

The boy 20 years old and I don't have a bit left to prove

I made believers of all of the people who didn't approve

Made em believers by spittin dat true a nigga the truth

Hell I didn't need a whole team I did it with a few

Blessings I pray that my messages, God are they getting to you

Blessings I'm better at losses because I been through a few

Never been bested by nothing fearless with plenty to lose

Reckless I'd still take the option to off em

I'm honestly off of my rocker my bottle been getting abused

Toolie too hot in my pocket my screws might come off

They've have been getting too loose

Really I hope I don't drop them I got something bigger to do

Some more figures accrued

Obstacles conquered top mountains

Bet they won't top anything that this nigga can do

Bars for my city, I live in the zoo

Castro immaculate, sinister too

Casper ghost write for these rappers

Like after they wrap up their friends even give em a boo

Work like the whip got to cracking

Awaken the Kraken a monster's spirit of Akoo

Samurai jackin with samurai tactics

Warrior will bring an end then adieu

So call 911 my actions sick

To cop these kicks you might get kicked

I'm like Lui Kang or Ryu with

These Super Saiyans Hadouken

Bow my head and bless this meal

Count that check how blessings feel

Only thoughts this can't be real

Slow applause it's twenty years..I'm blessed

[Chorus:Drake]

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 blessed

[Verse 2: Chaos]

Keep a weapon right next to my bible though

Dust and the scratch from the gas on chronicles

Ash on a Wednesday a Thursday a Friday don't

Really care when i just know that I'm tryin though

I am not holy my prayers haven't found a home

Wholly committed to work till my eyes are close

Never was really a 9 to a fiver though

Work till my mind explode never get tired though

Work with my hands but my arms made of fire though

But I'm not building nothing but an empire though

Castro ascend to the top to get higher

Proceed to drop ish from the top like Geronimo

John Henry on tracks could you hear me on wax

For lyrical attacks I'm responsible

Blessings from home hope i get where I'm tryna go

Blessings sent home to my siblings and mama home

Sickness drove into a cold vicious

Flow spittin blow smoke into a bold whiskey

No witness cold hearted with no feelings

Strong children raised around sales no prison

Doing time ain't got no time nigga

Living became a life sentence

Living like I need to grind still

Cause I'm digging life till I find millions, my minds different

[Chorus:Drake]

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 blessed