Lyrics

[Intro]
You could thank me now
Uh, go 'head
Thank me later, yeah, I know what I said
But later doesn't always come, so instead
It's o-okay
You could thank me now
Uh, yeah
Well, alright
Here I go
[Verse 1]
Uh, Mahalo from the hardest act to follow
Lately, I've been drinkin' like there's a message in a bottle
Alohas to women with no ties
To men that I know well
That way, there are no lies
You could thank me now for all the info
I give to you ****
I'm on the brink of influential
I'm here for you ****
I guess a hit doesn't add up to a career for you ****
I must have been hard to watch
What a year for you ****
[Verse 2]
It's December 31st and we in Miami just meditating
You got your resolutions
We just got reservations
Living out a dream, it feels like I stayed up
And we just wanna party
Patron straight up
Fuck that old shit
I'm on new things
O.V.O clique
Red wing boot gang
[Verse 3]
Yeah, we want it all, half was never the agreement
Who'd thought the route we chose would ever end up this scenic
I could relate to kids going straight to the league
When they recognize that you got what it takes to succeed
And that's around the time that your idols become your rivals
You make friends with Mike but gotta AI him for your survival
Damn, I swear sports and music are so synonymous
'Cause we wanna be them
And they wanna be us
Yeah, so on behalf of the demanded
And the entertainment that you take for granted
Y-you could thank me now
And, oh my goodness, you're welcome
You're welcome
At this point, me is who I'm tryna save myself from
Rappers hit me up, and I never know to tell them
'Cause they think that I can help them get back to where they fell from
But drink up, 'cause everyone here is good tonight
Except the **** that I came with, they good for life
Yeah, that's how you know it's going down
In case another chance never comes around
[Chorus]
Y-you could thank me now
Uh, go 'head
Thank me later, yeah, I know what I said
But later doesn't always come so instead
It's o-okay
You could thank me now
[Verse 4]
Uh, shallow **** but deep enough to have gone swimmin'
I think I'm spending all my time with the wrong women
I think have a chance at love, but knowing me, I miss it
'Cause me dedicating my time just isn't realistic
Man, the good girls went silent on me
They got a boyfriend
Or left for college on me
And all the bad ones I used to hit are friends now
That make me wish I had a little less mileage on me
[Verse 5]
But do I ever come up in discussion
Over double-pump lattes and low-fat muffins? Do I?
Or is missing what we had outta the question?
I'm probably just the reason that you learned your lesson
I got flows for the Marilyn Monroes who was there before it all
I guess that's how it goes
They hear about your cons but focus on your pros
And love you for who you are from the bottom of their soul
But those same ones from your area will grow
Into women that are ready to get married at "hello"
Because of what they allow
Where are they all now?
I know they're somewhere watching, so I'm tryna make 'em proud
Searching for the meaning
You'll find it next to me
They tell me I'm the hottest
Guess we finally get to see
I'm feeling like Nas, who am I to disagree?
They say that doors'll open up soon as you find the missing key
[Verse 6]
It's probably why I'm in this bitch shining
Jump up in the sky and put the stars into alignment
I rep the A.T.F in case you need to be reminded
And the bandwagon's full, but you can try and run behind it
I'm sorry
Poolside drinking
Margarita rounds
Shout out to my city, though I hardly be in town
I'm the black sheep, but Chris Farley wears the crown
And I know life is just a game in which the cards are facing down
I'm in the world where things are taken, never given
How long they choose to love you will never be your decision
And I'm aware that this could be the last time you listen
So while I'm still here in this position
[Chorus]
Y-you could thank me now
Uh, go 'head
Thank me later, yeah, I know what I said
But later doesn't always come so instead
It's o-okay
You could thank me now
[Outro]
It's o-okay
Written by: Aubrey Drake Graham, T. Mosely
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