Timothy - Thanks To The Struggle Lyrics

All of the late nights were filled with the weeping dreaming about the sleeping
Asking myself why'd it have to go this way
Cause if it didn't
Don't know if I'd be this strong or be writing my songs now the lead I take long
And know why these bitches hoe this way
I suppose you could say
I'm giving thanks to the struggle, yeah, pouring new paint on my muscle
Handing out praise to the one who hit me
When I barked learned to do my shit right but live without a muzzle
Now she slide through with no fussing, huh
I can live without more Tussin, huh
Learned to love without the trusting
Now my shit busting, dusting, all of the scars off

Boujee ass motherfucker with the nails done, that chain low
That rail gun spit same flow, can't ever fuck the same hoe
They call him a dog but he still feeling tame though
Wasn't always like this they used to say he can't go
He showed that he can though and that he move different
Lit like a candle but wet like a fish and
Put out lil flames with the shit that he spitting
It still come with heat but it's upped a little bit and
They couldn't keep up, cut off everybody who wasn't staying with what's up
What's up is not being comfortable with where we is
Until we get to that place we can come
Now they all out looking dumb
I been making my shit pop they still sucking they thumbs
The hit my line to this day like I'm god
I couldn't even ever call those dudes my sons

All of the late nights were filled with the weeping dreaming about the sleeping
Asking myself why'd it have to go this way
Cause if it didn't
Don't know if I'd be this strong or be writing my songs now the lead I take long
And know why these bitches hoe this way
I suppose you could say
I'm giving thanks to the struggle, yeah, pouring new paint on my muscle
Handing out praise to the one who hit me
When I barked learned to do my shit right but live without a muzzle
Now she slide through with no fussing, huh
I can live without more Tussin, huh
Learned to love without the trusting
Now my shit busting, dusting, all of the scars off

Didn't know who daddy was at birth
Came back and gave me all the work
Mama going crazy over dirt
Bezerk over trying to see me flourish
Pull addiction at 14, ill inflictions had me splitting beans
Learned drugs ain't no place to lean all of those problems use vices as beams
Go build a house of lies either way it gonna crumble
Took from the hate be confident but still keeping some type of humble
Gained from getting knocked down don't put that rock down
You get that shit you better keep it don't fumble
Fell flat on my face chasing love now I sprint with no stumble
Me and this voice making a couple
Call me insane, least I ain't bitch made
More stories than your favorite uncle
I seen death a couple of times chasing god off the thrills
Ain't a flex it's just some of the trouble
I went through to get here, I'd do it over double
Just so I saw life the same
Saw the same dude in reflections of all of the puddles

All of the late nights were filled with the weeping dreaming about the sleeping
Asking myself why'd it have to go this way
Cause if it didn't
Don't know if I'd be this strong or be writing my songs now the lead I take long
And know why these bitches hoe this way
I suppose you could say
I'm giving thanks to the struggle, yeah, pouring new paint on my muscle
Handing out praise to the one who hit me
When I barked learned to do my shit right but live without a muzzle
Now she slide through with no fussing, huh
I can live without more Tussin, hu
Learned to love without the trusting
Now my shit busting, dusting, all of the scars off