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GMB I know they only wanna see me down Yeah And I know why they don't wanna see me now Yeah I know my haters probably wanna see me be down Yeah Thanks to my Savior, the blessings come so easy now I know Even though I'm not where I wanna be Thank you Lord 'cause I'm not where my haters want me to be At the bottom of the barrel looking for another way out I don't care if it ain't respect, I give a fuck what you say now I got haters off in my mix again If they don't like me, why the fuck they all in my business then? I remember all the hateful shit you said and did Now you mad at a nigga 'cause a nigga aint tryna forgive I don't need ya I don't even know your number no more, I ain't gotta delete ya My nigga you ain't no woman, bitch you a creature This ain't no recording contract, this shirt is evil Had a nigga so broke, I couldn't afford no reefer I know they only wanna see me down Yeah And I know why they don't wanna see me now Yeah I know my haters probably wanna see me be down Yeah Thanks to my Savior, the blessings come so easy now I know Damn, whoever would've thought me and slim Thugga End up like brothers (end up like brothers) Whoever would've thought me and Tray the truth Would hate each other (hate each other) Whoever would've thought I'd go to prison as many times as I did Every time I got hot seems like I was on lock Supposed to be tour but I was doing a bid Let's talk about tears, I done shed so many Dreaming about dollars, didn't have no pennies I needed help, they didn't give a nigga any I wanted some eggs, i just wanted to go to Dennys I was on my knees so much Dear lord I need your touch Just wanted a lil' sunshine and a little money Didn't know that it would be so much I'm singing thank you Lord That's all I got to say Before I eat, before I sleep Before I do anything bro, I got to pray I used to live outside these days You should see this big ass place I got to stay I used to rap for free But now I rap for fees, you fucking right you got to pay And that's what it's gon' be Get the fuck out my face with all of that, remember me Go ahead and fill up all my pockets I remember when you niggas wasn't feeling me Told everybody I would not make it Now that I made it you act like you kin to me I say no when you ask me for money You wanna assassinate me like a Kennedy
Writer(s): Andre S. Parker, Brad Jordan, Mike Dean, Ashanti S. Douglas, Nasir Jones, Irving Domingo Lorenzo, Michael L. Sandlofer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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