Jon - Told You lyrics

Yeah Thank God for this beat Thank God I'm gifted Thank God for the streets that told me how to get it From A-Town to Tennessee I've done a lot of living Been ducking and dodging prison disrupted from my religion How long before they hear me Lord These n***as need to read my storyboard It's been a long road Found music felt like I found gold Because I know what I do f** around and blow An astounding flow Keep it funky keep it real with me To my n***as that were riding and is still with me Man I love y'all To the rest f** y'all I'm talking sh** like a bu*t call And I'm nothing but raw And I work hard for this I put my heart in this Excuse my tardiness I'm trying to be in those discussions and arguments Up in them barbershops Bout who spit the hardest sh** Just mention Pule I Told you so At least I told tho, Hate to say I told you so At least I told you hoe, told you hoe, yeah b**h you ain't believe me, work hard just to make it look easy I Hate to say I told you so, at least I told you, Told you (Patrick the Third) Yeah, b**h. f** it I told you So what I'm not the same, cause the new you's like the old you Froze, is it that hard to accept? While I was dreaming you just slept I made it happen and I left Cold, yeah now all I do is party, and I'm such a f**ing artist Thought I wouldn't go the farthest. I got everybody watching now you want to be a part And it just s**s you had your shot cuz you were right there when it started, Oh Tables turn, bridges burn, truth s**s, lesson learned Tough luck, damn it hurt, I did the best now you feel the worst huh Get them all out cause I been called every name Man the only thing different now is everything So, is it fame? Or the Change? Who knew feeling this good would cause another n***a pain Who knew if you just stayed b**h you wouldn't be insane I don't hate it. I love to f**ing say it 3rd Verse Poverty good reddens, bout to be good living Girls that ain't want to see me, see a little different Looking at me sideways, but f** all of that stressing I just took all my confessions and made them my profession, yeah Don't miss this bus hoe, front door I'm coming in Pule ain't k**ing sh**? What b**h, come again Now its getting real, that's how I feel Limitless n***a without no pill, k**ing this sh** ain't got no deal k**ing this sh** don't need no deal, keep your check Jumped in this b**h, feet so wet Jumped in your chick, she's so wet, did my thang, got my respect I told my ex, she would regret. I told these that n***as I got next f** y'all expect? Uh f** y'all expect? I'm good, and I told yall that Making all this money trying to fold all that And I still ain't jaded, probably cuz I'm faded Blame it on the fact I waited I can finallay say I made it, and you still gon hate it This sh** is Real cold ain't it? Told you