Said im thankful for my muvah and my bruva and my og
I was dead broke now im balling like im kobe
I be talking to myself it ain't nobody else that kno me
Worried bout my progress bitch im really in my own league
Anyway
Separate yo self them niggas ina way
Run that paper up im tryna see me like a 10 a day
My momma straight you kno we really came up from section 8
My og was hustla my ambition gon make sure im straight
My ambition gon open them gates f*ck they talkin bout
And ima dawg i say rest in peace dolph im on this paper route
I said i got it they thinking i don't like they don't kno about
Damn(what)
But they got it what wait how
They cant talk it like i talk it
They can't walk it how i walk it
Yea he might do smoke da gas but it hit different when i spark it
Don't compare me to these niggas they are rappers ima artist
And im shittin on da world if my og said I'm da hardest
F*ck you mean
We came up off selling green
You gon eat or starve you want da light or dark no in between
When them heaters off nobody there talk ain't what it seems
I then been da boss i really paid da cost like f*ck you mean
I deserve this shit
Speaking on my name then acting like I never heard that shit
Bitch in my dm i just be chatting i'll curve that bitch
Killas do kill killas but my hittas they just murder shit
How tf you gangsta but i caught you on sum nervous shit
They be telling me im preachin
If we jumpin in that booth you better not give me a reason
Kno im whippin this shit up and i just made sure that it's seasoned
I've been damaged im still scared i be thinkin everybody leavin
Said im almost there Turning this shit I gotta make this shit my coldest year
Keep it in da vault act like i don't but yea ik it's there
She be down to ride but can't decide im like we going where
Sitting at da table at da top
Gwappoo - Gratitude Lyrics
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Said im thankful for my muvah and my bruva and my og
I was dead broke now im balling like im kobe
I be talking to myself it ain't nobody else that kno me
Worried bout my progress bitch im really in my own league
Anyway
Separate yo self them niggas ina way
Run that paper up im tryna see me like a 10 a day
My momma straight you kno we really came up from section 8
My og was hustla my ambition gon make sure im straight
My ambition gon open them gates f*ck they talkin bout
And ima dawg i say rest in peace dolph im on this paper route
I said i got it they thinking i don't like they don't kno about
Damn(what)
But they got it what wait how
They cant talk it like i talk it
They can't walk it how i walk it
Yea he might do smoke da gas but it hit different when i spark it
Don't compare me to these niggas they are rappers ima artist
And im shittin on da world if my og said I'm da hardest
F*ck you mean
We came up off selling green
You gon eat or starve you want da light or dark no in between
When them heaters off nobody there talk ain't what it seems
I then been da boss i really paid da cost like f*ck you mean
I deserve this shit
Speaking on my name then acting like I never heard that shit
Bitch in my dm i just be chatting i'll curve that bitch
Killas do kill killas but my hittas they just murder shit
How tf you gangsta but i caught you on sum nervous shit
They be telling me im preachin
If we jumpin in that booth you better not give me a reason
Kno im whippin this shit up and i just made sure that it's seasoned
I've been damaged im still scared i be thinkin everybody leavin
Said im almost there Turning this shit I gotta make this shit my coldest year
Keep it in da vault act like i don't but yea ik it's there
She be down to ride but can't decide im like we going where
Sitting at da table at da top
I was dead broke now im balling like im kobe
I be talking to myself it ain't nobody else that kno me
Worried bout my progress bitch im really in my own league
Anyway
Separate yo self them niggas ina way
Run that paper up im tryna see me like a 10 a day
My momma straight you kno we really came up from section 8
My og was hustla my ambition gon make sure im straight
My ambition gon open them gates f*ck they talkin bout
And ima dawg i say rest in peace dolph im on this paper route
I said i got it they thinking i don't like they don't kno about
Damn(what)
But they got it what wait how
They cant talk it like i talk it
They can't walk it how i walk it
Yea he might do smoke da gas but it hit different when i spark it
Don't compare me to these niggas they are rappers ima artist
And im shittin on da world if my og said I'm da hardest
F*ck you mean
We came up off selling green
You gon eat or starve you want da light or dark no in between
When them heaters off nobody there talk ain't what it seems
I then been da boss i really paid da cost like f*ck you mean
I deserve this shit
Speaking on my name then acting like I never heard that shit
Bitch in my dm i just be chatting i'll curve that bitch
Killas do kill killas but my hittas they just murder shit
How tf you gangsta but i caught you on sum nervous shit
They be telling me im preachin
If we jumpin in that booth you better not give me a reason
Kno im whippin this shit up and i just made sure that it's seasoned
I've been damaged im still scared i be thinkin everybody leavin
Said im almost there Turning this shit I gotta make this shit my coldest year
Keep it in da vault act like i don't but yea ik it's there
She be down to ride but can't decide im like we going where
Sitting at da table at da top
Writer: Markell Noel
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