Thank You God. For it all. by Childish Major Lyrics
[Intro]
You can't go nowhere but up dawg, that's it
And I told you before, bro we gon' do this shit the right way
Bro, we ain't gon step on both fuckin' [?], bro
[?], cause we walking our own path
[Verse]
How many of my folks y'all let me bring through?
Out here teachin' drive like keep your hands on ten and two
Tryna get the world to sing a new song, we been in loop
The game need some tenant too
They lovin' all the bullshit we allergic to
Benadryl
None of us allergic to gunshots, we been the drills
None of us allergic to gunshots, we-
(Welcome to the Melody's Hit)
Ayy, Carolina sun
'Causе you shine like one (Colе, you stupid)
How many of my folks y'all let me bring through?
Out here teachin' drive like keep your hands on ten and two
Tryna get the world to sing a new song, we been in loop
The game need some tending to
They lovin' all the bullshit we allergic to
Benadryl
None of us allergic to gunshots, we been the drills
They block shine and tell you to grow
Like be in Hidden Hills
Them kids from the bottom can't hear voices from the Hidden Hills
I'm knowin' how they feel, I've been there for real
Everything that's from the hood, ain't representin' of us
They just wanna show the world all the bullshit we from
Your granny have to raise while momma fixin' the halo
Play the role all day, you ain't familiar with us
Look, I ain't acting kin with niggas that don't [?]
I'm here for the folks that count change to pay the rent
Her daddy just passed, son fightin' to beat these tears
But he told God got him, he ain't livin' fear
I count money that I worked for and still got guilt
Livin' good and all your folks still in the hood still
Held this worth than I'm 'bout it, I'm just penning the ill
And if you send that beef rare, better get back grilled
I saw a star in the mirror and it remind of them
This shit here for the children, I'm just poppin' for them
And while the boys around the world, I'll be stoppin' for them
I know for them it's pop a case or either poppin' your crib
My partners ready for the flex, I just be poppin' it real
They want me buyin' new Benz, I'm finna cop a new crib
I'm finna drop a couple bonds with coach Cannon in here
Thank you God, for it all, finna do damage in here
On God
You can't go nowhere but up dawg, that's it
And I told you before, bro we gon' do this shit the right way
Bro, we ain't gon step on both fuckin' [?], bro
[?], cause we walking our own path
[Verse]
How many of my folks y'all let me bring through?
Out here teachin' drive like keep your hands on ten and two
Tryna get the world to sing a new song, we been in loop
The game need some tenant too
They lovin' all the bullshit we allergic to
Benadryl
None of us allergic to gunshots, we been the drills
None of us allergic to gunshots, we-
(Welcome to the Melody's Hit)
Ayy, Carolina sun
'Causе you shine like one (Colе, you stupid)
How many of my folks y'all let me bring through?
Out here teachin' drive like keep your hands on ten and two
Tryna get the world to sing a new song, we been in loop
The game need some tending to
They lovin' all the bullshit we allergic to
Benadryl
None of us allergic to gunshots, we been the drills
They block shine and tell you to grow
Like be in Hidden Hills
Them kids from the bottom can't hear voices from the Hidden Hills
I'm knowin' how they feel, I've been there for real
Everything that's from the hood, ain't representin' of us
They just wanna show the world all the bullshit we from
Your granny have to raise while momma fixin' the halo
Play the role all day, you ain't familiar with us
Look, I ain't acting kin with niggas that don't [?]
I'm here for the folks that count change to pay the rent
Her daddy just passed, son fightin' to beat these tears
But he told God got him, he ain't livin' fear
I count money that I worked for and still got guilt
Livin' good and all your folks still in the hood still
Held this worth than I'm 'bout it, I'm just penning the ill
And if you send that beef rare, better get back grilled
I saw a star in the mirror and it remind of them
This shit here for the children, I'm just poppin' for them
And while the boys around the world, I'll be stoppin' for them
I know for them it's pop a case or either poppin' your crib
My partners ready for the flex, I just be poppin' it real
They want me buyin' new Benz, I'm finna cop a new crib
I'm finna drop a couple bonds with coach Cannon in here
Thank you God, for it all, finna do damage in here
On God