Thank You (feat. Big Sean)

I gotta give thanks, you know?

I never really met nobody that was truly successful that wasn't thankful

For the good and the bad

It made me who I am

Straight up

DJ Khaled

Look

When it get this dark, you gotta feel your way out

They tried to bury me alive, I Kill Bill-ed my way out

Letting go of grudges that I used to feel a way about

'Cause some emotions are too taxing to keep paying out

Life is what you make it, I know I'll make it for sure

Then make it some more

I know critics hate it galore, it doesn't phase me no more

I know some peoples only taste of success

Is the bite that they take out of yours

My GiGi told me God laugh at you when you make plans

The type of wisdom that made us men

Plus trying to thank everybody who helped us along the way

Is like trying to name every single member of the Wu-Tang Clan

Yeah, I might skip one or two

But that doesn't mean they wasn't just as part of the plan

Some love goes without saying

Who would've thought that DJ that was on from 6 to 10

Right there on 99 Jamz, screamin', "We the best"

Would've had all the execs eatin' right out of his hands?

Showed us all the keys to success from doors being slammed, look

I gotta thank Khaled, who back in 2010 convinced Ye

Sean should drop my last shit, it's a smash hit, add Chris to it

And it's a classic

That's that rare shit, yeah loyalty everlasting

Look, all I know forever stuck to the code

Only one I changed was 40221 to 90210

Fast forward later, this nigga Khaled my neighbor

The type of stories that you can't make up

The universe doesn't just work it out, man

It works in our favor

What's Heaven on earth, getting everything that you prayed for?

Shit, believe it to achieve it or you never will

On the phone with Colin Kaepernick, he like they not gonna make it easy for us in this game and they never will

I'm like that's not just the NFL, bro, that's every field

Look, no restraints, bitch, only strength

That's my wavelength, surprise

I ain't going insane

Heard more gunshots outside than the doorbell rang

And swam with sharks that's too big to fill up tanks

And I'm right here, right now

How could I not give thanks? Feel my pain

I paint these pics, I spill this paint

I miss my dogs, I spilt this drink

I pray that all your growing pains turn gold champagne

Plus I gotta thank my exes on some thank u, next shit

And all the old times that gave me new perspectives

Speaking of new, I'm about to ink a new deal, Downlife Records

And put anyone on in that city who needs connections

This that Fortune 500, my shit never plummet

I just bought a mansion and moved in the dungeon

Don't none of y'all want it

So all y'all fuckboys that want us to fuck up

Just know I might find a place that I might wanna fuck with

My vision is tunnel, Sean Don, and I just gotta give thanks

It's that time

You know what I'm talking about, that grind time

You've been grinding your whole life

It's that time where that preparation meets that opportunity and you gotta be ready

And give thanks