
thank u Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
We're finishin' up this project and I'm happy with it
Reload, go stick 'em up, what's next ? I'm gassed with what we did
I hope you enjoyed the patterns, the rhyme schemes I wrote
Hope to see you after, maybe I'll see you at shows
Talk ´bout my past but it's untimely at this point
In the song ´cause right now I wanna thank all the ones that help put together all these joints
So let's go
I wanna thank ST for makin' all these beats
I wanna thank my bro for puttin' time in this CD
Bein' kind with honesty
I wanna thank Ruben
For helpin' do this
I wanna thank my dad
I wanna thank my mom
In the bank, I'll get some cash
I wanna thank ´em all
I wanna thank God
I wanna thank the Lord
Allah kin maaï as I wrote my rhymes
Mom and dad gave me inspiration to hold my lines
I wanna thank myself
For putting me through Hell
When I acted like a pussy, I was looking at our wealth
Rather, looking at our debt
But oh well
You know what I meant
Every instant making this was just pleasure for me
I hope when you're listenin', you can rest at ease
Maybe chill and have a smoke
Have a meal, go get your coke
That's how I feel, so don't you choke
Gotta pay bills, we're on our own
Maybe a label will find us
Crazy, if we ever get signed up
As of right now, we're independent
And you can't see but God's my pendant
My necklace
But I guarantee he surrounds my neck and
Protects it
Whilst I project this
We put our soul in this project
No dime, shit's cold, but be honest
Maybe leave a comment
If you don't like it, you don't like
I ain't finna take my own life
And go die
Ain't gonna hold a knife to my wrists
There ain't no sign of this
I just want y'all to listen
We come from far, please just give us a minute
Gotta give flowers to the people
Through these songs, I have the power to clear so
Gotta enjoy it ´till the end, ´till we blow up
Reload
I hope
Shit was amazin' from the start
And know
We gave it our all, our heart
Through the tough times
Through the struggle
Through all the nights
In my bubble
I try not to run into some trouble
But damn, I get mad
Mom just told me she slept inside the car
And man, I wanna smack
The world, the Earth for stressin' her too far
It's somethin' I can't control, I guess
But nothin' hurts my soul, unless
It's somethin' to do with the family
I'm rumblin' through the insanity
That they go through
I spit vocals
What am I supposed to do ?
I roll up to school
And act like there ain't shit that's wrong
It's my own teeth that I chew
And rap my dares, sick all day long
But I brought it back
Maybe one day I'll sign some autographs
But that seems like a harder task
I write honest raps
But I still ain't an artist a-
Fter all I don't paint pictures
With insane figures
I know I ain't flawless
Matter of fact
I ain't no master of rap
Just an egotistical person
I'm cold and not in good way
My temp is zero, spit the most, flirtin'
With my soul, it's hot but stood shamed
It don't take much to say this shit
When you know at the touch that you're okay with it
This one I'm finishin' it good
I just wanna thank all the people that helped me with this project
With my life
First off ST, bro's makin' all these beats givin' me all that's shit to work with
My bro, J thanks for always speakin' your mind and tellin' me what you think
Even when we disagree
Shit helps me get better and prove myself
Ruben, bro mixed, mastered and recorded all these projects, shit could not have been done without him
Shit couldn't have been without all of them
Abdel, homie was just havin' a good time in the stu'
Makin' the place fun
Marius, man thank you for the transitions for all the shit you've done to give this project a true soul
Mom and dad, we always fight ´cause of shit but I guarantee that I would have never had the motivation if it weren't for you and for the situation we're in and the money problems
And the family problems
And last but not least I wanna thank me
For always writin' workin' them 50 hours every week makin' money and pushin' myself every song
Thank you very much and good bye !