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Travis Scott

THANK GOD

 

THANK GOD

(album: UTOPIA - 2023)


I won't doubt it, I won't
He won't mislead all His followers
Praying on the process, minus Spirit
Feel like
Like I'm
Floating in my prime time

One life, live it, right now
One life, live it, yeah

Goodbyes, that's life
Fun times, for life
For life, from down my eyes
Thank God I'm free tonight (Let me in)
Ooh

Got God on the line
Tell the devil I'm fine
He always trying
Trying his best (No question)
Top of the pole, me and my bros
When the story gets old
It's gon' be BMF (Muchas gracias)
This shit sound hard
It wasn't made easy
You can't live twice
Thank God I'm breathing (You are not fuckin')
You gotta go now

One life, live it, right now
One life, live it, yeah

Goodbyes, that's life
Fun times, for life
For life, from down my eyes
Thank God I breathe tonight (Let me in)

Oh

Still no pressure
Thank God, I breathe
'Cause shit I speak is what they need, I tell no lies
But still up top, they still can't drop but what if they not
Yeah, yeah
Last tape was filled up with slaps, I just gotta run this shit back
Didn't like the way this shit went down at the awards, I admit it, turned to a beast
This that shit right here that get me going, after I pop me a piece
Brodie, we killing the critics and killing the hate, might gotta talk to a priest
The way we evolved and knocked down walls, this shit's outrageous
A quarterback calls, they don't like 12, except Tom Brady
Can't short my stock, I still stack tall, they still can't trade me
Storm's a minor but you know she living major (That's right, daddy)
When you flying up this high, it ain't no cables
Shit so lit, what happen in Vegas, it stay in Vegas
Morning time, we check the news, we made the papers

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