Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thank You , by - Cam Meekins. Song from the album 1993, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 16.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Lamp City
Song language: English
Thank You |
| I’m waking up |
| Living in a new day |
| I’m shaking up |
| Off the dome like a toupee |
| Grind the weed |
| Put it in the paper |
| Finding me, fuck that see you later |
| Fuck the stress I’m just doing my best |
| Smoking some sess |
| Never passing a test |
| So fucking blessed |
| I’m, getting dressed in some fly new gear |
| Homies waving hi its a brand new year yup |
| Gotta couple shows locked in, cop them |
| Tickets if you wanna seem me pop lock drop then |
| I’m a hit maker |
| Why you a shit taker |
| I’m with your girl |
| And she’s pretty much a dick taker |
| Ha, never stop, never drop homie |
| I’m drop top with the cop smell a grop homie |
| But I don’t ever care |
| This life is Everclear |
| I’m looking down on you haters in my second year |
| To all the ladies that I had in the past won’t last |
| Won’t last its a new year |
| I be going fast |
| Look back, look at all the things I’ve done |
| But you be tripping if you think I won |
| To all the ladies I had in the past won’t last |
| Won’t last its a new year |
| I be going fast |
| Look back, look at all the things I’ve done |
| But you be tripping if you think I won |
| Because I still got a ways to go |
| And if you miss me I’m here making history |
| Poetic you bitches couldn’t even really diss me |
| They couldn’t get me |
| Fast like a Bentley |
| Luxury class no tax riding jet skis |
| And getting fucked up scarred on my waist |
| Be trying to get my bucks up |
| Large into place |
| Damn, I’m a kid |
| Be your own dude |
| Never listening because I play my own rules |
| And I know my poems rule |
| But dude I can’t lose |
| You gots to find you |
| Get hot like Cancun |
| I’m on another level |
| I’m gone and never settle |
| You wrong if you ain’t hitting the bong |
| And getting medals, dog |
| Yeah, I gots to keep it real |
| I love all music |
| I never fucking steal |
| I gots to make a mill |
| Take cocky shots for will |
| Let you know I’m the best |
| I don’t even have a deal |
| To all the ladies that I had in the past won’t last |
| Won’t last its a new year |
| I be going fast |
| Look back, look at all the things I’ve done |
| But you be tripping if you think I won |
| To all the ladies I had in the past won’t last |
| Won’t last its a new year |
| I be going fast |
| Look back, look at all the things I’ve done |
| But you be tripping if you think I won |
| Because I still got a ways to go |
| We got a long way to go man, but yo, I wanna say thank you to a couple people… |
| Matty Trump for the getting me the coffee filters, leads, Glenn Jackson, |
| All my friends, Stew, Will, Grubber, Chris, Alexi, Kundo, Darrel, |
| my dude Albert from Boston Sports, Alexi’s dad for getting me out of that shit, |
| Good Music All Day, my parents, my brothers, my sister Tess, Steve, |
| its your boy J Vizz at Twitter always getting those plug ins, Timmy Slices, |
| all my fans, Heath Miller, Shout out to Doug Banker from bro bible, |
| Kevin Andrew from across coast, Mike McCartney, Dan Grew, Becky Boulton, |
| all my teachers that I liked, thats whats up, fuck all the teachers that wernt |
| with it, fuck Sams the engineer from fuckin' the ill engineer places, |
| I don’t even know what that means, Rob, awe man, forgetting a bunch of people |
| but its all good, down clash, were on that next level shit man, get with the |
| movement, shouts to Tom Mefay, CMP all day, just having good vibes, we out. |
| yeah. |
| 2011 bitch! |