Thank God

Lyrics: Vincent Jacovelli/David Gonzalez Thank God, I'm the goat Still on top, and, no, it don't get lonely From the bottom to the pros I blew up and brought all of my homies Yeah. You know how it go Young lost sinner tryna stay holy Thank God, I'm the goat Still on top, and, no, it don't get lonely Feel like a demon caged I'm coming to beat the brakes Up off you, rappers Who capping just to increase the plays I light the mic up Add some kerosene to feed the flames Wanna flirt with death I'll push you right inside the reaper's range Never change I've been equipped to be the truth Pulling riches out the business Shit is trivial pursuit The industry confused How I consistently improve Until I show them all the numbers Then it instantly computes The routine militant Ooh. He's different Me plus me Yeah. The crew seem limitless We decease the beat Then plead innocent Homie, you can dream the dream 'Cause we living it 'Cause y'all are capping way too atrophied to flex I made a strategy and plan to leave 'em manically depressed Let go of all morality Put gasoline to flesh Light 'em up Who's next? Y'all are casualties at best, bitch Thank God, I'm the goat Still on top, and, no, it don't get lonely From the bottom to the pros I blew up and brought all of my homies Yeah. You know how it go Young lost sinner tryna stay holy Thank God, I'm the goat Still on top, and, no, it don't get lonely Gimme a minute of your time And if you rock with me, could you not put me in a box? I don't care what you thought It was what you know it is Doing me, you should do your own shit Handel your biz If you don't, we could get it on What you really want I'm a goat even in my zo' You already know That's a wrap When I'm on attack You can take a crack But I'm actually indestructible On a track But it's not like me to believe it to be easy Even if you were able to read me or receive me, I'm still an E.T Beefing. There's no repeat Blast you to smithereens Eat beats, when I need some deep peace But when I'm tweaking and can't defeat it with deep breathing I'm prone to release it in pieces Until I cease the bleeding It's both the reason I'm seething and sinking deeper I'm seeping into the seas but I need to be with my demons Thank God Thank God, I'm the goat Still on top, and, no, it don't get lonely From the bottom to the pros I blew up and brought all of my homies Yeah. You know how it go Young lost sinner tryna stay holy Thank God, I'm the goat Still on top, and, no, it don't get lonely Mother****ers! C-dub Vin Jay Mad moody Youngest prophet