Thank You Letter (Interlude) Lyrics

I wanna thank y'all in advance(Thank Yall)

For takin' a chance on me

Carter helped find my rhythm, he was in tune before I had the bands on me

My neck was sub-zero, and life done change substantially

I hate that they pray on my downfall, but shit, at least they prayin' for me

I didn't really know God's plan for me, Lord can I get answers please

Why so-called friends abandoned me?

But it's straight, RTA's got bands in these

Remember when my YouTube had four viewers?

It was me, AK, Jaden, and Meek

Now I get a thousand new fans a week

She don't even think that I'm fine

She just know I do fine financially

Like, damn, gotta thank God for the tribulations and the trials

Duck just launched a whole brand

Aye bro the shit you doin' make me smile

Niggas be feline, I kept gettin' litter, now pussy's tryna take me out(meow)

Can't believe that they lost faith in the kid, I bet you ain't atheist now

And what's all this hatin' about? Cause we made a wave and they in a drought

They watch every move that I make, but say that I'm fake, bro stay in the crowd

I'm finna give the Goon Squad chains, cause they never changed, and they didn't doubt

Always gotta thank AK, cause he found a way for makin' it out

Shout out big bro, he don't fuck with math, but he seen the vision(division)

They can't figure out how I made this appear(disappear) in a year, they think I'm a magician

Bitches materialistic, they ain't wanna hear me out until the chain glistened

Love really makes things different, we was supposed to go far, why you get distant?

GS for life, I'm thankin' the gang for supportin'

Eight months straight Me, Cory, and Seyi, was out makin' plans for recordings

We got in that mode, refused to be average, nigga we cannot be boring

Tryna help bro find his peace, but I'm still findin' myself like Dory

Heartbroke, that was the poor me, we finna shoot at his Temple for surely(Shirley)

This high-end girl said court me, so I take her out to the game and get floor seats

When she throwin' that ass, it absorb me, she seen how I handle it, now she adore(door) me

But she probably just lovin' the lifestyle, bae if you not using me, reassure me

I shop at Saks in the morning, I seen my ex in the mall

Like damn, you poor thing

She hit my line like she snortin', no we not keepin' in touch, I don't do the hoarding

Flight after flight, I be boarding, I'm torn between the toes in the sand and the tour thing

They bring the steak out the back and it's scorching

But I still prefer getting Harolds, the four-piece

Nah, the six-piece

Bae I just got my heart broke, can you fix me?

We send some shots at ya crew, now you tipsy

I'm finna hustle for blues like I'm Nipsey

She wanna kick it, Clint Dempsey

I know she just temporary, but damn it's so tempting

Man this life shit is ironic

How is my pockets on full but initials is MT (empty)