Migos - Thank You God (Outro) lyrics

[Intro: Quavo] Thank you God, Thank you, for errthang, for errthang Sometimes I don't why you save me, Real sh** Damn, gone [Hook: Quavo] I don't know why the lord save me I don't know why the lord save me Thank you I don't know why the lord save me I don't know why the lord save me He save me I don't know why the lord save me I don't know why the lord save me Go, Thank the God I'm famous Thank you God I'm famous I don't know why the lord save me I don't know why the lord save me Yea I don't know why the lord save me I don't know why the lord save me AMEN I don't know why the lord save me I don't know why the lord save me Uh Thank you God I'm famous Thanking God I'm famous [Verse 1: Quavo] I don't know why the lord save me I had to get rid of them babies I'm at the top, Ima Uran*s, Versace my neck and my panky My momma she told me I made it, Im tired of my family slavin Daddy was a hospital patient, next thing you know he couldn't make it I put my head down I ain't cry, cuz then I ain't know what d**h mean Then a when a n***a growed up I ain't have my daddy on the scene So a n***a had to lend to his momma, So a n***a had to go chase commas Use to eat dollar menu at mcdonalds, now I'm eating big plates at Benihanas, gone. [Hook: Quavo] [Verse 2: Que] Its first thang I do when I wake up I'm thanking the lord stay prayed up Its hard out here for a young n***a If you ain't got heart you get ate up Just tryin to maintain and stay out that cell without breakin the law But its hard as hell, the man above for showing me love Im taking them trips to Beverly Hills, runnin through hoes And counting them M's, living life high like [?] Live for today and pray for the next, I only see money G's on my specs, I sin everday just to get this success I want it for me, yall want it to flex The difference between us its clear as it gets n***as be fake so I show no respect. [Hook: Quavo] [Verse 3: Takeoff] I don't know why the lord save me All the time I disobey him You would thank I would be in them cages So every day I wake and thank him From kickin them dors sellin them babies To walkin through jeff for a price of a baby I swear its a blessing I never regret it This sh** gets so hetic a n***a start stressing The clips ain't helping, looking at my smith & wesson Looking for them vegetarians, I'm taking yo lettuce and celery I'm posted on sunset in Beverly, Hills, my n***as they do this foreal I'm drinking the air out the seal, got n***as waiting for the appeal. [Hook: Quavo]