Thankgodimadeit

(альбом: Fine Art - 2021)

Beats by Choc

Ayy, I'm so sick and tired of pulling weight, I'm through with liars
I cut the circle, rejuvenate, I'm too inspired
I'm burning bridges and burning rubber, bought newer tires
You the only one who gon' work for what you desire
Nobody want it as bad as you, that explain they attitude
I need a better view of the revenue so I changed my latitude
Let go of that victim mindset, now it's just work and gratitude
Success breed jealousy, I can see through it, I ain't mad at you
It come with the territory, I'll push a hater off of the second story
That's very literal, not metaphoric, pray somebody gon' record it
Am I gonna win, that's your retort, my come-up was so historic
It was a mission impossible, I made it possible, sorry, I can't abort it
You got these rappers that clout chasing, my plan was to outpace 'em
Took all my own steps, I got these gold medals and without racing
I never sold myself for the fame, but still you know the name
Every time y'all ask if I feel what you saying, I'm sorry, but novocain
You could see the real in my eye, I ain't gotta fake it
Dollar signs falling out the sky, I ain't gotta take it
At the BOA, making plays 'cause I gotta chase it
Ain't a single day that I wake up and it's not amazing
Thank God I made it
Thank God I made it
Coulda been stuck down underrated, tryna make another payment
Wishing I was something greater, I'm a fucking motivator