Thank You (feat. Big Sean)

I gotta give thanks, you know?

I never really met nobody who was truly

Successful that wasn't thankful (Straight up, woah)

For the good and the bad (Go time)

It made me who I am

Straight up, look

DJ Khaled

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 people's only taste of

Success is the bite that they take out of yours

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

The type of wisdom that made us men

Plus tryna 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 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 gon' 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, surprised I ain't go 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 spill 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, Don Life Records

And put anyone on in the 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 make fire in the place and not one of 'em fumble

My vision is tunnel, Sean Don

And I just gotta give thanks

'Cause 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