Still Thankful

Who knew this shit would put them in they feelings
I knew because I knew I was meant to count these millions
Who knew they'd portray me to be a villain
I knew because the rest of these niggas chameleon
I'ma stay the same through it all
They asking if I sang, say I do it all
Them niggas wanna be gang but they ain't cool at all
Claiming that he Jordan Poole but he don't shoot at all

They asking how much loot that I want, I want it all
Because I came to ball my eyes on the prize, I ain't take no adderall
Stack all that money together, we gon' add it all

We don't want none of them city hoes, I swear we had them all
It's time to move on to a new horizon We too locked in, communication like Verizon
Them youngins burglarizing I'm trying to tell them boys to chill, that shit be traumatizing
Show them it's way much more to life & take them to the islands

I kinda miss the days they ain't expect shit from me
These niggas better know I'll never have no diss coming
But they better know I'll always have they bitch coming
& She can't do no running

Cause we don't do no fumbling
Watching my page from fake accounts
I must be up to something
I told that girl I want her mouth

And I want her auntie
I'm trying to take a different route, I ain't end up lucky
God blessing me in large amounts, my pockets getting chunky
I don't gotta flex, I know what's gonna come my way

I don't wanna talk, keep them niggas out my face
I don't wanna fuck, just put your lips right by my waist
Born in February, so I love them 28's
Halfway through the month, this hoe wanna go up on a date

She ain't my speed, gotta go back to my Gatorbae
We in the league, so we gotta drink this Gatorade
Just to rejuvenate, we can't do no hesitation
Pops still want me to go back and get education

I do too, but I got in situations
I love my baby and I love that Ben Franklin
I can't sell my soul, I don't fuck with Satan
Cause I'm a saint, somebody say I look like Franklin

The way they hating, I know niggas be debating
How the fuck them niggas GVO always make it
Just trying to be the greatest
But that G only stand for God & the city

We all bosses, you don't know who head of committee
Billion dollar game, talk to God, not to Gillie
Bout to run the game, I had a dream, we had a three-peat
Don't wanna hear them saying free me, have my shit on repeat
The way that a nigga be dreaming, think I met the genie

If I live this life twice, I'll still live it right
I'll be thankful, I'll still be grateful

Who knew this shit would put them in they feelings
I knew because I knew I was meant to count these millions
Who knew they'd portray me to be a villain
I knew because the rest of these niggas chameleon
I'ma stay the same through it all
They asking if I sang, say I do it all
Them niggas wanna be gang, but they ain't cool at all
Claiming that he Jordan Poole, but he don't shoot at all



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Writer(s): Christian Jones
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