Thank me Later

The only rear piece to the puzzle
Why the fuck the wanted me to fumble?
I sacrificed alot from the tunnel
Down bad, They never gave me a hand when I tumbled
That's the way the cookie crumbles
Its eating out my passion
Left me sprawling on the ground, These songs they pick me up
Its hard to witness all the talent
When you ground level, High rollers on high land
I'm higher than hyphen, Highly underrated but sadly I don't care
Talked to god I told him "this' where I fear no man"
They never outclass the pen
Niggas say they made it while they given a hand
I'm cutting off loose ends
Wasn't getting pussy, Now this cock gon needa
Bitch why you tranna make amends?

Fighting demons, The only way to make it its if you make millions
Niggas acting tough until you get to meet their music, uh
Dammit! its the opposite
I live in the ocean
Swimming with the sharks you get detected with your motion
Bared in my mind and never thought of any abortion
Thought I raise the bar cause it was opted for adoption
Soon as we start living right
Man, they gon act like they've been with us from the very start
That's why they just cannot fuck with the creator
All the shit I done, I bet they try and thank me later (Yeah)

I think we close with no favors (Yeah)
Now they tranna celebrate us
We should make these glasses kiss but know they toasting to our slip ups (Yeah, ey)

I know we made it with no favors (Ey, ey)
Now why they tranna celebrate us
Nah, don't you make these glasses kiss
Cause you know well that they tried to separate us



Credits
Writer(s): Berry Tuba
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