Thank You Lord

[Intro]
Hey-yeah-oh!
Thank you so much
You just make me wanna sing
They never thought
That you would look down, on a smiling person like me
And you were ever gracious!
And thank you Jesus, I pray (Ooh)

[Verse 1]
Oh dear Lord, can you bless my soul?
Yes I know, that you withhold
Every key that I’m gon' need to live my life every day
Worship your name on my knees as I pray
Saying thank you Lord, for loving me
When I was blind, you helped me see
And it just saddens me so terribly that most these people don't believe
When no one cared, you always carried me
Hallelujah, singing my praises to ya
I wish they knew the mighty and awesome ruler
Ooh, you never gave up on me, you always saw the king in me
Won’t somebody say a prayer for me?

[Verse 2]
Lucifer woke me out my sleep, told me he want my soul to keep
I said, "I hope you came here deep"
Rebuke you back beneath my feet
Love, kindness, wealth, and God I seek
You cut my flesh, the blood shall leek
Four hundred thousand selling sneaks
So hard to turn the other cheek, peak
Fuck your subliminals, I am a criminal
Living is cynical, dying satanical
Blessing I sent to you, stress what we living through
Next is the miracle, lyrically biblical
Driving drunk in my left lane, my white thang bump the best caine
She do her thang like Lois Lane
I bring Major Payne with the sex game
I shoot up everybody and I loot their body
Pissin' blue Bacardi, Black Knight and Marty
Lick the pussy soggy, freestyle froggy
Loading up the shotty, Lord oh Lordy
Gs do what we wanna do, bitch niggas do what they can
Roman numerals are up under you
Your favorite rapper my biggest fan
I went from the little engine that could to the big engine that can
Watch me whip the work up real good like pancakes, Peter Pan
At the strip club, make it rain a milli out the air just cause I can
Rush hour for these working hoes like I'm Chris Tucker and Jackie Chan
Father God, thank you for all of my fans
They the only ones who understand
So I stay captivated in my plans
Leaving these pussy niggas in a trance
Bitch please, pick me, plenty, Bobby, Whitney
Sickly, sinly, dick tease, kiss me, rip things, Ripley's
Believe It or Not, I’ll take what you got, I’m way at the top
My nigga I pop, first I had to drop
And ask for the Lord to give me my spot
God I say glory hallelujah, sending praises to ya
Mighty awesome ruler, got me out the sewer
Now I’m Ferris Bueller, ain’t nobody cooler
No offense to Buddha, wish they really knew ya

[Bridge]
There is no way that I can sleep
Knowing that Satan’s lurking out there (Ooh)
Waiting so he can stop me from breathing
So I’m gon take this one last drink
To keep me from the crazy nightmares
No matter what, I can’t stop believing
This is my song, I’ll change my ways
So you’ll smile down on me
Soaring way beyond all things (Hey) I’m the son of a king
And I understand my place so I spread my wings
So send my blessing to me, oh Lord, I pray
You never gave one reason why you placed me high
Turning with the world but I’ll sacrifice my life for you
Oh Lord (Hey!)

[Outro]
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, ohhh, yeah
For waking me up this morning
For carrying me every day
I wanna say, thank you!
Oh oh-whoa, yeah
Protecting my family, Lord
You put the man in me, Lord
If you feel me, say hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Ooh, oh oh oh, thank you Lord