Lyrics:
I want why'all to bust some shit man
And tell these niggas man, that why'all invented
That motherfucking for, every motherfucking body
And they
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
comin' to get that quarter back
Like Ndamukong, the drama can build
Your mama can ask me for my autograph
'Cause that cougar's a MILF, she's the oldest
I been trapping all night and all day for it
These whips, these chains, I slaved for it
I woke up this morning
I thank God this morning
Smoke me
thoughts got to me I'd be in this rap
Or I'd be in the can, thank God I had dreams of being the man
Yeah
And fuck a man with a badge
'Cause he ain't shit
for the rent bitch
Got a mask for the lick no plates on the scrape
Let me tell you about pain
My mama o d when i was sixteen
I ask god why, why he chose
a minute
Cause she know that the boy might blow any minute
Looking up at the sky, thank God for another day
Aiming up at the stars, I know that I'll find my
Nothing sad as that day my girl father past away
So I promised to Mr. Rainey I'm gonna marry your daughter
And you know I gotta thank you for the way that
this hating, I thank God for my patience
I thank God for my homies, I wish we could trade places
Bitch we good-fellas, boy all them niggas with you
this hating, I thank God for my patience
I thank God for my homies, I wish we could trade places
Bitch we good-fellas, boy all them niggas with you
Ha ha Yo, that last one was amazing, them boys is hot!
God damn, yes they was
Let me just formally thank y'all
Before we bring out the last
[chorus]
I thank God that I found my piece of mind one more time
Since I'm dyin' I'd rather go right now than to be waitin' in line
[REPEAT]
[verse
since mama mama can't you see me
Could never go broke
Best believe me
They making profit off that white that Amy Angeline
Now I got em like god damn every
thought I wasn't (wasn't)
Love you, 'cause you was down when I was scrubbin'
Say you're lookin' for a gangsta, girl I want to thank ya
When niggas come
better than them!
I left them weak and begging for more,
"Prince, get of ma leg, god damn it boy, somebody get a bucket of water to throw on this putz,
and some odd people we need to thank
I got to thank my pop for showing me that God's
More than a church pew and a choir
Thank you Uncle Joe for teachin' me
just keep it running, running, just keep it running, I tell you
I wanna thank Dr. Af and Nurse Theresa, for bringing my baby boy to life
You birthed
the twilight
Transplants blind with vision for the night life
Bills stackin' so the children get a nine five
Droppin' bombs, left a chasm
Bleedin' OGs
They don't
up in the middle of your sleep
And you gone contemplate this dream
But stay down on it
I'm talking bout stay strong on it and watch what God do
Boy God
put up a fight
She said, "Son, one day you'll thank me
For having God in your life"
Yeah, I know she was right
Yeah, my mama was right
'Cause now
(life)
Thank God I'm still alive, ain't had nobody by my side
Trapping for the cash all day and all ni-i-i-ight (all night)
No no o o oh I got money but I
a hit somebody baby mama from behind
She get it free, she don't need no I.D. she V.I.P.
Join the booty contest, and walk away with a G
Oh MI-oh-ma,
I dey okay o
I just want to say
Kabiyesi
For all today
Kabiyesi
Thank you for the grace
Kabiyesi
For all the ways
Kabiyesi
I just want to say
talk
It's already and to owe a
Nigga menage a trois
I look up to the sky and thank God I are
A reflection of himself set inside my flaws
Set aside my
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