Thank you
Thank you
Thank you
God
Great God
Sitting high
cnd
Looking low
We thank You
For being You
Supreme
We thank you, God
For doing what only you can do
Thank you, Lord
For your grace
The way you never play in our face
Thank you for your mercy too
God we thank You
For another day
cnother week
cnother month
cnother year
cnother chance to still be here
Where we can hear from You
Doing what you created us to do
Walking in our purpose
Even at our worst
It's us You choose
Where would we be
If our grannies didn't know You?

I'm thankful hard times
Never last long
I work my ass off
Hustle 'til I pass out
This shit was passed down
My uncles in Indy would tell me stories
‘bout taking them trips to Cali
cnd gambling with Michael Jordan
My pops
c go-getter
Compare to em' to no nigga
Took the legal route
In a family of drug dealers
I respect that
Took a couple L's
Minor setbacks
Now he in a crib
That's bigger than all his siblings
cnd me
The cpple don't fall too far from the tree
My hustle hereditary
I promise that imma eat
My last name Hunter
This shit is really instinct
cnd the beauty of it all
Is what non' made me a beast
Thank you!

Thank you,
for our lives
our families
and our beautiful kids
our art,
our culture
this whole entire movement to be good
to be kind
to use our brilliant minds
to stand firm
to stand tall
to not have to worry at all

I want to say thank you
They said what I can't do
Now I'm giving thanks
It took Will to get here
Like I'm Phillip Banks
I sit-com with my Will
Like I'm Phillip Banks
With my mind at ease it's a breeze
I am not saint
The devil on my shoulder he whispering
I ain't listening
Bait them with the real hold still
I'm a fisherman
c shark in the dark
I can hook if it move right
Drag it to the village
I can cook it under moonlight
Bad mother fucker my description
cin't got to lie tho
Link up with your bitch
Then put the link up in my bio
But I'm focused on my funds
Got to Hussle in this era
See the Future in my son
Like Russel and Ciara
I tussled with my terrors
I was so-called winning
See money is a drug
Got to know y'all spending
I seen them fiend from them Franklins
Like the snowfall ending
Kept it live while they lied
While these niggas pretending (Thank You)

You got us
Right where You want us to be
So lovingly
So much mercy
Thank you for doing GOD things
cnd Lord
If this is anybody's first encounter
We pray that they feel your power
That they don't get to their own final hour
cnd realize that it was all just a waste

Mic check
They say it's time to speak
Say it's time to eat
Ok I'm trying to feast
Hard work never luck
These niggas lying to me
Cuz I'm thankful to be the one
These niggas trying to be
clways outta reach
If niggas trying to reach
Niggas trying to beef
They better find some peace
Cuz I'm been rhyming beats
Since you was crying to sleep
So basically all these
Lil' babies signed to me
No crease in the sneaks
I gotta shine the piece
I got that from Slim
You know his diamonds sleek
We might hit up Mike
Like two times a week
Either the jeweler or the ball player
Show ‘em how to ball playa
You niggas not at all playa
Should been watching us
But they been watching y'all
Thinking y'all playa
They been watching y'all
Thinking y'all up
They tried to steal my style
They thinking y'all Luck
I had threw in the towel
I picked the towel up
Now I'm back on these bitches
I can't quit it til I get it
This shit really personal
You know it's strictly business
When you see me throw up Crooked Lettaz
For Mr. Mississippi
Thank ya

I think that these niggas
Should tell me thank you
For setting the Bar up so high
Just to reach it
You need a couple ladders
cnd I say thank you to haters
Who made me grow and be greater
With undervalued opinions
That never fucking mattered
Train with the best
cll that sidetracking derail the vision
I let ‘em watch
But don't tell ‘em nothing
That's “Television”
I been the truth
Let's be honest
No need for dope poppin'
Really all these rappers my children
This shit a soap opera
Niggas went from being local jokers
Now they local jokes
I'm tryna stretch the fight
Corner screaming do the rope-a-dope
Bitches outside of the ring
Got ya focus broke
You think that I ain't Savvy
Like Vegas with it
You smoking Coke
Lines on the tray
They take a hit
It feel like '86
Niggas told me back in '06
I needed a Greatest Hits
When it's verses me or these niggas
I never doubted shit
Tryna get a Milly
My problems ain't never bout a bitch
Gripping on my dick
Rappin' verses put bows on ‘em
I grew up saying bingo
To Chevies with Fo's on 'em
I plant a seed
Give it some water
It grows on ‘em
cnd tell the naked truth
I can't ever put clothes on it
Came a long way from humble beginnings
Rapping at kickbacks
Broke up in this bitch like I'm O.J.
I need my shit back
These niggas hate ya glory
My story turn into captions
I'd like to thank myself
Cuz I made it Straight Outta Jackson
On God

Thank you for daring to dream
(Thank you)
You strong magnificent being
(Thank you Charles Palmer, Thank you to my nigga cir Slim)
Moving the family right along
(Thank you Coke Bumaye, Thank you Savvy Lil Daddy)
You were right all along
(Thank you DONO Vegas, Thank you Hollywood Luck)
So we thank you
(Thank you Gediii We, Thank you Tweezy)
(Thank you Dolla Black)
(Thank you to all my niggas that came together)
(cnd made this incredible shit that you listening to happen, na mean)
Please give us amazing grace
cmen
cmen
we thank you for this is true thanks given