Thank God (Very Well)

Thank God
That you doubt me
Very well

Hate that
I am bossed up
Very well

Never thought
That I would have nothin'
Made it out the struggle finally
And I found something

I believe in myself
And I'm flossed up
And I'm blessed up
Very well

Woke up feeling stressed out
Nine to five got me burned out
Bank account looking so dry
Is this really Am I living
Is this life now
I wanna live out all my dreams
Support my family
Making an empire for the next
To feed our babies
Why these sucka's in my ear
Looking so grimy
Take that
I've been working so damn hard
Picked up a pen
I need that
Yeah
Detroit is in the building
Going crazy
I believe in myself
Don't try and play me
And when they doubt you
You cut them off right
You sing my anthem You sing my song like

Thank God
That you doubt me
Very well

Hate that
I am bossed up
Very well

Never thought
That I would have nothin'
Made it out the struggle finally
And I found something

I believe in myself
And I'm flossed up
And I'm blessed up
Very well

Find out
Who you are
There's nothing stopping you
These snakes in the grass
They want to see you lose
Corporations stacking up
Their pockets stay on full
Invest in your craft
And watch your dreams come true
Little brother
Little sister
Hope I make you proud
I'm workin' hard
To see my grandma in the clouds
Remember they hated you
Called you dumb
They called you stupid
But now you're grinding
You're on your throne
You're so official
I can't believe this money
Like money isn't enough
Old heads on Baylis like Yeah
Oh Paiz then definitely grew up

Thank God
That you doubt me
Very well

Hate that
I am bossed up
Very well

Never thought
That I would have nothin'
Made it out the struggle finally
And I found something

I believe in myself
And I'm flossed up
And I'm blessed up
Very well

Hater
I'm 'bout my paper
I guess
I'll see you later
Uhhh cuz I'm about this paper



Credits
Writer(s): Paisley Mcgee
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