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batawi - thankful lyrics

product of my decisions
i’m generous of course they wanted all i could give them
damsel in distress, no wonder she play the victim
damaged women cut my hand if i tried to fix them

that’s a trauma attachment
toxic energy, what the drama attracting
don’t be bitter, be better, out here mad with vendettas
instead of focusing on growth, love and handling pressures you

abandoned in the world, fighting problems feeling hopeless
still open for business but the light inside yas broken
k!ller for your innocence, your inner child was stolen
forgot about karma, made revenge your sole focus

but couldn’t pay for what i have
we used to pray for what i have
“thankful for the bad, made me pray for what i have”
look at what i have, i can’t be mad

kiss my girl on the neck, peace sign, to my ex
if i had never met you would i still know i was blessed?
shout out to my mother, playing husband, mom and wife
wouldn’t be the man i am without the women in my life
‘i heard the craziest thing’” apparently so did you
instead of calling my phone you judged it as true?
stretch the truth enough eventually it snaps back
slap em with the factcheck check the clapback

jealous of the shine, know nothing about the trouble
they hate to see you winning and love to see you struggle
i don’t sweat that, shout out to the poker boys, bet that
sold your stock in b and you’ll regret that

won’t sit at tables where i’m the topic once i leave
do me a favor, bro just don’t do a thing for me, (sh+ts done)
never lost a friend, i won time for all the real ones
who always check in on you and fight to pay when the bill comes

couldn’t pay for what i have
used to pray for what i have
“thankful for the bad, made me pray for what i have”
and look at what i have, i can’t be mad

judging from afar like fans with cracked binoculars
some of y’all would switch up on god if satan was popular (too far)
lies run sprints, the truth runs marathons
put your care into your character and you won’t care at all
help my stepmom start her business
i take care of all these women
cause the love weigh more than riches
pop would smile if he was with us
made my girl 120 thousand
that was august, ask about me
supporting mom and me before south beach
k!ll it miami and made it back to the motherland
invested in land, i’m up hundred grand
gardens where i grow mint, since you sippin’ tea
stir my name in discussion men who gossip too sweet
throwin dirt, i’m planting seeds
dates and mangoes trees
all i see is green
leveled up with ease
please

look my karma’s guaranteed
god keep blessing me
sow and then i reap
heaven for a g

couldn’t pay for what i have
used to pray for what i have
“thankful for the bad, made me pray for what i have”
look at what i have, i can’t be mad

- batawi lyrics

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