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