Thank You, God. For it all.

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' toes, bro No toes, 'cause we walkin' 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 tendin' to 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 thе Melody's Hit) Ayy, Carolina sun 'Cause you shine likе one (Cole, 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 tendin' 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