THANK GOD 4 ME

Yeah if money talk y'all shouldn't have shit to say
These niggas keep my name in they mouth starting to think that y'all grey
Yeah time is of the essence don't got none to waste
Yeah all I do is work hard and stay out the way
Why these fuck niggas in my way
Why his bitch all in my face
Always knew that I was gone ball
Coulda went to the NBA
I go harder when I'm not okay
My mood change when I leave outta chase
I just got on my knees and I prayed
I thank God for me today

Swear these fuck niggas get on my nerves
Treat yo bitch like a gnat she a bird
She gone give me that brain like a nerd
After that she get tossed to the curb
Had to learn to go put myself first
Down bad I still made it work
Y'all niggas be grimy ass shit y'all probably be stealing from yo momma purse
Said I'm the man of her dreams
Like I'mma know what that mean
Really I feel like a surgeon the way I go deep I be touching her spleen
She fell in love with the scene
Laughing but that shit not funny
Really in love with the music
Y'all niggas be rapping for clout and some money
I don't think I'm human
I'm not from this planet
Changed my name to Van Gogh yo hoe might be my canvas
Hit yo hoe right from the side like David Blaine I vanish
I swear these just hate for no reason I just don't understand it

Y'all need to switch it up y'all niggas be sounding the same
Get your priorities straight you need to get off of that game
I spend my money on stocks y'all niggas go spend it on chains
Starting to think I just want the money I really don't care for the fame

Yeah if money talk y'all shouldn't have shit to say
These niggas keep my name in they mouth starting to think that y'all grey
Yeah time is of the essence don't got none to waste
Yeah all I do is work hard and stay out the way
Why these fuck niggas in my way
Why his bitch all in my face
Always knew that I was gone ball
Coulda went to the NBA
I go harder when I'm not okay
My mood change when I leave outta chase
I just got on my knees and I prayed
I thank God for me today

Look what y'all started
Ball on these niggas James Harden
Think I might make her my main
She give me her brain I left her retarded
I walk out the bank
I'm smoking on stank it smell like I farted
And I had to thank God for me
Had my back when the times was the hardest
Watch how I shit on these niggas
They gone think I got the runs
Really gave birth to these niggas
These niggas my kids these niggas my sons
Really they might be my daughters
Acting like they got a period
Feel like king tut when I die bury me inside a pyramid

Yeah if money talk y'all shouldn't have shit to say
These niggas keep my name in they mouth starting to think that y'all grey
Yeah time is of the essence don't got none to waste
Yeah all I do is work hard and stay out the way
Why these fuck niggas in my way
Why his bitch all in my face
Always knew that I was gone ball
Coulda went to the NBA
I go harder when I'm not okay
My mood change when I leave outta chase
I just got on my knees and I prayed
I thank God for me today
I thank God for me
I thank God for me today
I thank God for me
I thank God for me today
I thank God for me
I thank God for me
I thank God for me
I thank God for me



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Green
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