Honestly, Thank You

I know the titles called Thanks For Nothing but I can't help but thank you for everything that you've done

You pushed me to the edge with all your bullshit and your hate I wrote an album talkin shit expressing everything i've won

I've been somebody from the start, my name just wasn't out there ringing bells like every year when santa comes

But I chopped up all the hate and jealousy to just embellishing and now i'm boutta make em mad boutta make em hold a grudge

Always was the typa guy to go and be the different one

Only takin good advice from people that could show me sum

I don't need a kid that only listens to that Babytron

Come and say my music wack and I should quit and take up sum

I been on that road that many people tend to steer off

Spittin on careers yeah I'm tryna get that smear off

It's been way to messy yeah i'm tryna get it cleared off

Always never trusting cause they ain't what they appear of

I know the titles called Thanks For Nothing but I can't help but thank you for everything that you've done

You pushed me to the edge with all your bullshit and your hate I wrote an album talkin shit expressing everything i've won

I've been somebody from the start, my name just wasn't out there ringing bells like every year when santa comes

But I chopped up all the hate and jealousy to just embellishing and now i'm boutta make em mad boutta make em hold a grudge

I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Pacy

I'm giving credit where credits do

Man he's really that crazy

The way he flows shit

And all the flaws and imperfections man he owns it

Ain't no glazing but I know that he's a known kid

And if I blow up man i know who imma owe it too

Imma young dawg out of the kennel

Sorry that ur feelings hurt

I ain't know that you gentle

I'm takin this shit to middle

I'm taking this shit to central

Always owning my shit

I ain't using no rentals

And they talking big game

They all really judgmental

But when they put on the spot man they fold under pressure

Imma learn from that and make myself better

Always having opinions on the rapper that's better

So all I gotta say is that I'm built for this shit

And i'll be waiting for that text saying "Damn bro u did it"

I know the titles called Thanks For Nothing but I can't help but thank you for everything that you've done

You pushed me to the edge with all your bullshit and your hate I wrote an album talkin shit expressing everything i've won

I've been somebody from the start, my name just wasn't out there ringing bells like every year when santa comes

But I chopped up all the hate and jealousy to just embellishing and now i'm boutta make em mad boutta make em hold a grudge