Thank God (feat. 21 Savage)

Came a long way to make it here
 Gotta thank God that I made it here
 Have a good time, the whole town show up
 Money coming fast, hope it never slow up
 I came a long way to make it here
 Gotta thank God that I made it here
 Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
 Stood solid, never let niggas ho us
 I came a long way to make it here
 Gotta thank God that I made it here
 Show your credentials, who you akin to? (that's it)
 Boy, who you done beat up? What you done been through? (uh-huh)
 Hit you on your records, you sounding very high (uh-huh)
 But what you done did the nigga can verify (uh)
 No corroboration, ain't no conversation
 Just a bunch of a cap mixed with a lot of hating
 Went from hand to hand at the serving station
 To making a hundred and fifty grand just off day training
 And man, we know you ain't did the shit you said there
 Where I come from, you end up a dead man
 Playing 'round, where a nigga die for staying down
 The neighborhood we can't build it faster than they tear it down
 Black man fire, and homie, I hear sirens
 White police firing, homie, and they silent
 Then they expect me not to be violent, it's a lose-lose
 Tryna unlearn what I been taught since elementary school, damn
 Have a good time, the whole town show up
 Money coming fast, hope it never slow up
 I came a long way to make it here
 Gotta thank God that I made it here
 Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
 Stood solid, never let niggas ho us
 I came a long way to make it here
 Gotta thank God that I made it here
 Body took a minute but we got it in (21)
 Lost a couple M's, lost a couple friends (on God)
 Gotta take some losses if you wanna win
 Disrespect, it's damn near mandatory that we gotta spin (brrt)
 Tryna hibernate, we give his nest the kin (21)
 Encore, fuck it, hit they block again (On God)
 I embrace the struggle 'cause I understand
 Fell in love with hard times, they turned me to a fucking man (21)
 Living by the code, I don't talk to police (never)
 Stand up when I'm pissing, can't no nigga ho me (pussy)
 Rapping like I'm preaching, all my bars holy
 You flexing for the 'Gram, that is not your Rollie (21)
 Pockets overweight and all my opps bony (facts)
 Sucker shit or hater shit, I'm not condoning (never)
 See it in your eyes, all your love phony (21)
 Stabbed me in my back and then he tried to bro me (21)
 Have a good time, the whole town show up
 Money coming fast, hope it never slow up
 I came a long way to make it here
 Gotta thank God that I made it here
 Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
 Stood solid, never let niggas ho us
 I came a long way to make it here
 Gotta thank God that I made it here
 Research information (I am)
 I'm bending knees searching for my life's purpose (amen)
 Think you can pray your way up out of misfortune? (no)
 You're mistaken and most churches is exortion
 What the Bible say 'bout faith without work? Huh (damn)
 You can still do everything right and get murked, huh
 Think to support education they ain't learn (uh-huh)
 Still hate, got 'em killing and they turnt (go)
 Seen so many futures and families set on the mantle (like who?)
 Like Bankroll Fresh and the king Doe B
 Dead soul summer, camouflage back in the day
 Then there was Dolla, Lil Snupe, triple X, and Mac Dre
 Man, every day a blessing, learned that shit from hustle
 Don't take that shit for granted, do yourself some damage
 In a mansion with expensive granite tryna understand it
 Have a good time, the whole town show up
 Money coming fast, hope it never slow up
 I came a long way to make it here
 Gotta thank God that I made it here
 Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
 Stood solid, never let niggas ho us
 I came a long way to make it here
 Gotta thank God that I made it here
 I did the prayer 'fore Ciara ever did that prayer
 I said, "Lord, send me a nigga that don't hit me
 In the eye on Friday, and got a job, and can read"
 And I got one
 I met my husband
 And he wasn't gon' let me, he wasn't gon' let me fuckin' sell dope
 And at the time I was a check forger for the
 Rest of the league got on the check forgin' game
 And he was just a Christian nigga, he wanted everything to go right
 Fucked around and
 I fell in love with him and got a job at McDonald's
 Road for four dollars and twenty-seven cents an hour
 I'm like, "Who the fuck do this shit?"
 This is whacker than a motherfucker
 "Is this what Jesus told you niggas to do
 To work for four dollars and twenty-five
 Cents an hour and y'all ain't stealin' shit?"
 So you know me, I started stealin' from McDonald's, nigga
 As I ring you up, I rung you out
 Fuck y'all laughing at?