Thankful (feat. Kevin Gates)

I'm thankful to the Lord because I really made it
Don't judge yourself if you fall off, it's just a situation
Me and my brothers down for life, it ain't no separatin'
Just pile it up and spread that money like this shit contagious
Fuck what they sayin', threes be waving think a nigga bangin'
Y'all hate to see us come together 'cause you can't contain us
Ain't 'posed to make it, beat the odds, you know this somethin' major
Just build it up and spread that money like this shit contagious
Fuck what they sayin'

Turn it up, Super Saiyan
For niggas that think I'm playin'
Did a show out the country, they treated me like the man
Kool Aid and cold pizza, I heat it up when I can
Won't beg for a helpin' hand, I just wanted a chance
I just wanted a grand then I wanted a mill'
Selfmade, gettin' rich, why the fuck would I need a deal?
Fuck how these niggas feel? (Ha)
Fuck it, I'm Uncle Phil
My Fresh Prince on the nine, gotta tuck it when it get real (uh)

You don't know pain until your daughter whinin'
'Cause her body low on milk and baby mama call you cryin'
Damn near thought I lost my mind
Don't give up homie, dream on
'Cause I ain't done nothin' yet, until I get my team on
To keep my family straight, I'm goin' ape, I feel like King Kong
Hello world (hello world, hello world)
The king is home

I'm thankful to the Lord because I really made it
Don't judge yourself if you fall off
It's just a situation (no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no)
Me and my brothers down for life, it ain't no separatin'
Just pile it up and spread that money like this shit contagious
Fuck what they sayin', threes be waving think a nigga bangin'
Y'all hate to see us come together 'cause you
Can't contain us (no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no)
Ain't 'posed to make it, beat the odds, you know this somethin' major
Just build it up and spread that money like this shit contagious
Fuck what they sayin' (come on)

Come on

Hate when niggas get impatient, rushin' us for favors
Breadwinner, we got farms, horses, we got acres
We grow gas, we got strands, we got different flavors
Check the pH, off the freeway, baby we the cultivators
Small apartment, workin' large assortments, custom coffee makers
Money counters, run through paper on the top of coffee tables
I'm a gangsta, a lotta change, I'm not tryna change
I don't think I see us makin' it but, here's a promise ring
I'm gang

I'm thankful to the Lord because I really made it
Don't judge yourself if you fall off
It's just a situation (no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no)
Me and my brothers down for life, it ain't no separatin'
Just pile it up and spread that money like this shit contagious
Fuck what they sayin', threes be waving think a nigga bangin'
Y'all hate to see us come together 'cause you
Can't contain us (no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no)
Ain't 'posed to make it, beat the odds, you know this somethin' major
Just build it up and spread that money like this shit contagious
Fuck what they sayin' (come on)

Come on

Come on



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Anthony Battles, Kevin Gilyard, Christopher Granillo
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