Travis Scott Ft KayCyy – THANK GOD Lyrics

“THANK GOD” is the second track in UTOPIA, where Travis Scott delves into the complexities of life and expresses his gratitude for every moment he gets to live it.

The song starts by Travis embracing the chaos of life while celebrating self-discovery and personal growth. With a mix of darkness and brightness, the song highlights the importance of living life to the fullest and finding gratitude in every moment.

Track was produced By Allen Ritter, Travis Scott, Kanye West, BoogzDaBeast, WondaGurl & FNZ.

THANK GOD Lyrics by Travis Scott Ft KayCyy

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
I won’t doubt it, I won’t
He won’t mislead all His followers
Prayin’ on the process, minus Spirit
Feel like
Like I’m
Floatin’ in my prime time

[Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]
One life, live it, right now
One life, live it, yeah

[Chorus: KayCyy]
Goodbyes, that’s life
Fun times, for life
For life, from down my eyes
Thank God I’m free tonight (Let me in)
Ooh

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Got God on the line
Tell the devil I’m fine
He always tryin’
Tryin’ his best (No question)
Top of the pole, me and my bros
When the story gets old
It’s gon’ be BMF (Muchas gracias)
This shit sound hard
It wasn’t made еasy
You can’t live twice
Thank God I’m breathin’ (You arе not fuckin’)
You gotta go now

[Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]
One life, live it, right now
One life, live it, yeah

[Chorus: KayCyy]
Goodbyes, that’s life
Fun times, for life
For life, from down my eyes
Thank God I breathe tonight (Let me in)

[Instrumental Break]
Oh

[Verse 3: Travis Scott & Stormi]
Still no pressure
Thank God, I breathe
‘Cause shit I speak is what they need, I tell no lies
But still up top, they still can’t drop but what if they not
Yeah, yeah
Last tape was filled up with slaps, I just gotta run this shit back
Didn’t like the way this shit went down at the awards, I admit it, turned to a beast
This that shit right here that get me goin’, after I pop me a piece
Brodie, we killin’ the critics and killin’ the hate, might gotta talk to a priest
The way we evolved and knocked down walls, this shit’s outrageous
A quarterback calls, they don’t like 12, except Tom Brady
Can’t short my stock, I still stack tall, they still can’t trade me
Storm’s a minor but you know she livin’ major (That’s right, daddy)
When you flyin’ up this high, it ain’t no cables
Shit so lit, what happen in Vegas, it stay in Vegas
Mornin’ time, we check the news, we made the papers