grateful Lyrics

I know I'm not a doctor

But the sun is hittin me

In the way that it hit my father

The day he became Mufasa

The day he became the king of the world

And he talked to me

About how one day I would prosper

One day I could be free

Of the hate that I had held in my heart

Since I was maybe three

And the anger that was tearing apart

My chest to get to me

One day I could prosper

One day I could make it

A million dollars a lot for a teenager

Don't you think

Ignore that intro

Those just my thoughts and feelings

Never really mattered I should hide my opinions

Hate for yourself, that's the real glass ceiling

I'm addicted to your whole zone

Like Frozone

I'm oh so cold when the snow blow

I'd wear more clothes, but you stole my sweatshirt

Stole my snow boots

Barefoot, t-shirt, now my soul blue

Homemade, homegrown now eight households

Move my ass round the whole damn state

But I need more can't find my place

I'm on one on two what I even take

I tooked and kept on you still gave

I tried to shake you you still stayed

You stayed with me, and for that I'm grateful