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This Far Video (MV)




Performed By: Joey F
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Joel Fraser




Joey F - This Far Lyrics




Thank the lord that we made it this far
Thank the lord that we made it this far
Thank the lord that we made it this far
Go Aye
Thank the lord that we made it this far
Thank the lord that we made it this far
Thank the lord that we made it this far
Aye

Back on my bullshit again
Watch how I back out the Benz
Watch how I count up them bands
F*cking top models like Tyra
The banks
Making them plays
Like I'm coaching nshit
Saint Laurent denim
Could style a stylist
Dapper the Gucci
Or Virgil the Louis
Y'all going let us niggas in
Or we kicking the door down
Everybody on the floor now
LightYears with that raw sound
Big money talk when we floss now
My niggas made and
Bossed up
Broke niggas
Asking what it cost us l
Abt everything that I lost cuz
Antisocial and lowkey
Mind the business
That pay me
Trip to France
Out in pari
With a bitch that's fancy
When we f*ck
She like it nasty
Foreign whips
For the family
Like a
Green light
My slime on go for me
Raise the pole for me
Have you toast for me
For playing games like
A nigga joke or thing

Its A blessing that we made it this far
Thank the lord that we made it this far
Thank the lord that we made it this far
Its A blessing that we made it this far
Thank the lord that we made it this far
Its A blessing that we made it this far
Thank the lord that we made it this far

Supreme LV
Mix the foreign with the streets
I Could eyeball the work
Digi scale for the geeks
Y'all be tricking on these freaks
And she f*ck the whole team
Aye
Youngin on the rise
While they watch from the sidelines
Taking off like a rocket
Ball Like Harden
In my prime
When we pull up
It's a movie
Young Scorsese
Life n times
She a wetty
She a dime
So I f*ck her like she mine
Heavy the head
That wear the crown
Running up this
Marathon
I'll never fold
I love the pressure
Like a diamond
I'm sublime
Only fail from lack of effort
Got my foot up on the necklace
Having talks with my dawg
He say his back against the wall
I told him be humble stay patient
And you going garner

Aye aye aye

Its A blessing that we made it this far
Aye
Its A blessing that we made it this far
Aye
Its A blessing
Aye
Its A blessing
Aye
It's a motherf*cking blessing
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Thank the lord that we made it this far
Thank the lord that we made it this far
Thank the lord that we made it this far
Go Aye
Thank the lord that we made it this far
Thank the lord that we made it this far
Thank the lord that we made it this far
Aye

Back on my bullshit again
Watch how I back out the Benz
Watch how I count up them bands
F*cking top models like Tyra
The banks
Making them plays
Like I'm coaching nshit
Saint Laurent denim
Could style a stylist
Dapper the Gucci
Or Virgil the Louis
Y'all going let us niggas in
Or we kicking the door down
Everybody on the floor now
LightYears with that raw sound
Big money talk when we floss now
My niggas made and
Bossed up
Broke niggas
Asking what it cost us l
Abt everything that I lost cuz
Antisocial and lowkey
Mind the business
That pay me
Trip to France
Out in pari
With a bitch that's fancy
When we f*ck
She like it nasty
Foreign whips
For the family
Like a
Green light
My slime on go for me
Raise the pole for me
Have you toast for me
For playing games like
A nigga joke or thing

Its A blessing that we made it this far
Thank the lord that we made it this far
Thank the lord that we made it this far
Its A blessing that we made it this far
Thank the lord that we made it this far
Its A blessing that we made it this far
Thank the lord that we made it this far

Supreme LV
Mix the foreign with the streets
I Could eyeball the work
Digi scale for the geeks
Y'all be tricking on these freaks
And she f*ck the whole team
Aye
Youngin on the rise
While they watch from the sidelines
Taking off like a rocket
Ball Like Harden
In my prime
When we pull up
It's a movie
Young Scorsese
Life n times
She a wetty
She a dime
So I f*ck her like she mine
Heavy the head
That wear the crown
Running up this
Marathon
I'll never fold
I love the pressure
Like a diamond
I'm sublime
Only fail from lack of effort
Got my foot up on the necklace
Having talks with my dawg
He say his back against the wall
I told him be humble stay patient
And you going garner

Aye aye aye

Its A blessing that we made it this far
Aye
Its A blessing that we made it this far
Aye
Its A blessing
Aye
Its A blessing
Aye
It's a motherf*cking blessing
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Writer: Joel Fraser
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