Thank You (feat. Big Sean)

I gotta give thanks, you know?
 I never really met nobody who was truly
 Successful that wasn't thankful (Straight up, woah)
 For the good and the bad (Go time)
 It made me who I am
 Straight up, look
 DJ Khaled
 When it get this dark, you gotta feel your way out
 They tried to bury me alive, I Kill Bill-ed my way out
 Letting go of grudges that I used to feel a way about
 'Cause some emotions are too taxing to keep paying out
 Life is what you make it,
 I know I'll make it for sure, then make it some more
 I know critics hate it galore, it doesn't phase me no more
 I know some people's only taste of
 Success is the bite that they take out of yours
 My GG told me God laugh at you when you make plans
 The type of wisdom that made us men
 Plus tryna thank everybody who helped us along the way
 Is like trying to name every single member of the Wu-Tang Clan
 Yeah, I might skip one or two
 But that doesn't mean they wasn't just as part of the plan
 Some love goes without saying
 Who would've thought that DJ that was on 6 to 10
 Right there on 99 Jamz, screamin', "We the best"
 Would've had all the execs eatin' right out of his hands?
 Showed us all the keys to success from doors being slammed
 Look, I gotta thank Khaled, who back in 2010
 Convinced Ye, Sean should drop my last shit
 It's a smash hit, add Chris to it and it's a classic
 That's that rare shit, yeah loyalty everlasting, look
 All I know, forever stuck to the code
 Only one I changed was 40221 to 90210
 Fast forward later, this nigga Khaled my neighbor
 The type of stories that you can't make up
 The universe doesn't just work it out, man, it works in our favor
 What's Heaven on earth, getting everything that you prayed for?
 Shit, believe it to achieve it or you never will
 On the phone with Colin Kaepernick
 He like, "They not gon' make it easy
 For us in this game and they never will"
 I'm like, "That's not just the NFL, bro, that's every field"
 Look, no restraints, bitch, only strength
 That's my wavelength, surprised I ain't go insane
 Heard more gunshots outside than the doorbell rang
 And swam with sharks that's too big to fill up tanks
 And I'm right here, right now, how could I not give thanks?
 Feel my pain, I paint these pics, I spill this paint
 I miss my dogs, I spill this drink
 I pray that all your growing pains turn gold champagne
 Plus I gotta thank my exes on some "thank u, next" shit
 And all the old times that gave me new perspectives
 Speaking of new, I'm about to ink a new deal, Don Life Records
 And put anyone on in the city who needs connections
 This that Fortune 500, my shit never plummet
 I just bought a mansion and moved in
 The dungeon, don't none of y'all want it
 So all y'all fuckboys that want us to fuck up
 Just know I make fire in the place and not one of 'em fumble
 My vision is tunnel, Sean Don
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 And I just gotta give thanks
 'Cause it's that time
 You know what I'm talking about, that grind time
 You've been grinding your whole life
 It's that time where that preparation meets that opportunity
 And you gotta be ready
 And give thanks