CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Thank God
(Hitmaka)
Yeah
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 done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here
Respected by every hood, n***a, throw up
Stood solid, never let n***as ho us
I done 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 n***a 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 sh*t you said there
Where I come from, you end up a dead man
Playing 'round, where a n***a 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
Yeah
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 done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here
Respected by every hood, n***a, throw up
Stood solid, never let n***as ho us
I done 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 n***a 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 sh*t you said there
Where I come from, you end up a dead man
Playing 'round, where a n***a 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
