Thank You

Thank you to the Lord For not making me a fraud And making me ME Now this is my applause Thank you to the Lord For not making me a fraud And making me ME Now this is my applause I clap clap clap like a ovation I predict my own future that's a premonition I never soft rap about no soft shit, only about my hardships Like how Pops landed here with just 4 bills in his pocket My mom with no english and my brother with a penchant And me with a pendant filled with just ambitions Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you to the Lord For not making me a fraud And making me ME Now this is my applause Thank you to the Lord For not making me a fraud And making me ME Now this is my applause Don't have to change the game I never did it for fame Got a new a cell Getting some change now they changed again I'm riding round Like they don't care I got it down every town Let me say This feeling like a thank you Every day I wake I feeling extra thankful I be running in the jungle never tangled I've been living exactly how I'm supposed to I, I I do it for the thrill High High is how I feel I Thank you, don't thank me, I thank you Thank you to the Lord For not making me a fraud And making me ME Now this is my applause Thank you to the Lord For not making me a fraud And making me ME Now this is my applause