Lyrics Thankful - Isymoose

Grateful for this
Thankful for this
Thankful for this
Can't uh with this
Thankful for this
Light up my wrist
Flood up my wrist
Flood up my wrist
Thankful for this
It's Isy Yeah

Thankful for this
Grateful for this
Flood up my wrist
And Man I swear to God, thank God for this
They don't know how I feel, cuz I keep it all on lock
Wasn't posted on no block, but my music hard as rock
Still had holes up in the sock, cuz my Momma use to grind, Ain't no money racking up
And my Poppa working hard so my belly full of stock
Immigrated from Sudan, and they don't know where to start
Made a promise to my Father ima put you in a car
And I don't care what they say, cuz they don't know who you are
And ya'll made it so far
Made a promise to my Momma, ima put you in a house
And I know they don't want to
But I'm the hottest thing out
And I put it on my soul
That my music finna blow
Ain't nobody gon admit it
So they act like they don't know
R.I.P my lil cousin, think about you every day
I know it's hard to say, but I wish you woulda stayed
Now everything I do, I do for you I don't play
If anything happen to me, that's the price I gotta pay
And if this music don't work
Swear to God I'll go berserk
I knew since I was 14, this music thingy was my perc
I can't let nobody play me, so I always be alert
I've been broke so many times in my life, it don't hurt
Not gonna lie as a younging, I was always gettin picked on
Now look at me now, they hit my line about my new song
Got me a bad girl
Give her the whole world
And she the only one to get my mind out a whirl
They don't know how I feel, cuz I keep it all on lock
Wasn't posted on no block, but my music hard as rock
Still had holes up in the sock, cuz my Momma use to grind, Ain't no money racking up
And my Poppa working hard so my belly full of stock
Immigrated from Sudan, and they don't know where to start
Made a promise to my Father ima put you in a car
And I don't care what they say, cuz they don't know who you are
And ya'll made it so far
Made a promise to my Momma, ima put you in a house
And I know they don't wanna
But I'm the hottest thing out
And I put it on my soul
That my music finna blow
Ain't nobody gon admit it
So they act like they don't know

So they act like they don't know
That my music finna blow
I can't wait till all my brothers
Make it out, and work on low
Gon be on that stage
When it's time to go perform a show
Icy neck the chain
Ima make sure all my brothers froze
All my brothers froze
Ima, ima make sure all my brothers froze yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Uh It's Isy Yeah