Playboi Carti
Made It (Opipsy)
[Intro: Lancey Foux]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Lancey Foux]
I gotta thank God I made it (Thank God I made it)
I gotta thank God I made it (Ooh, woah)
I gotta thank God I made it (Thank God)
I gotta thank God I made it, yeah (I gotta thank God, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Lancey Foux & Playboi Carti]
I get down on my knees, prayers what I need
I sit down and reminisce on how we could’ve been
I still got the stab wounds from when I was a teen
Divine times, saw my whole life when I was bleedin'
PTSD, I'm scarred they won't ever leave
I wish I could thank God every time I breathe (Ha)
I coulda been down with Satan
I gotta thank God I made it
Even though I still count my days
I wouldn't want it another way
I wouldn't wanted another way
I wouldn't wanted anothеr way (God)
Thanking God I made it off the road
Thanking God I made it with my soul
Thanking God I- (God I-)
[Chorus: Lancey Foux]
I gotta thank God I madе it (Chyeah)
I gotta thank God I made it, yeah
I gotta thank God-
I gotta thank God I made it (Made it)
I gotta thank God I made it (Made it, made it, made it)
I gotta thank God I made it (Made it, made it, made it)
I gotta thank God I made it (Made it, made it, made it)
I gotta thank God I made it (Made it)
I gotta thank God I made it (Made it, made it, oh)
(Made it, made it, made it, made it)
(Chyeah)

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti, Lancey Foux & Both]
Black glasses on like The Lost Boys
I’m from Hahn Woods I used to be a broke boy
Cop cars pull up, yeah, I gotta run
Can't let a cop kill me with his damn gun
Laid in the street, blood in my lungs
Thinkin' about my life, thinkin’ about my son
If I die, everything done
If I die, my opps won
I’m married to the money, not a girl
Love is the strangest thing in the world
(Ha, ha, phew)
I lost my heart, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, oh
(I lost my heart, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
[Chorus: Lancey Foux]
Ooh, thank God I made it, thank God I made it
Thank God made it, made it
Thank God I made it