Rite now a nigga just feelin' real Thankful for evrythang that's goin' down for me now For all dis and success A ***** just thankful for evrythang you know
You think it's eazy bein' me? Na hold on Let me sumthin' to all of y'all I got a mama an' a daddy 3 no sistas Sum cuzinz, uncles, an' neices
An' nun to say da hectic Wit 2 boyz of my own, spanky damn grown in his room just bangin' my songs As I roll anutha joint an' make a call on da
It's Pretty it's on an' crackin' my ***** It's ya big bro I herd ya rappin' my Evrybody an' there mama duin' dis rap I'm thankful dat my lil' brutha ain't in da hood
be thankful for all ya got If it's just a little bit all ya got You mite not have a car or big chain true to yaself an' thangs will change
Just be for all ya got If just a little bit it's all ya got You not have a car or big gold chain Stay true to yaself an' thangs will
Man my ben gone for about 10 munths smokin' bluntz an' **** wit da same **** But it's time to make a So l rock up my rhymes krack kokaine
I'm in da game, much love to my nigga It be crackin' wit out you I woodn't be standin' in deez black C's I'd be back in da wit dem G's
Frum an' jacks, knockouts an' craps Frum Tech-9's, to shankin' on da main line Timez iz we all caught up in da struggle Whites, Blacks, it's trouble
Yung kids, we got a man made I lost my mom so now I'm on my knees Did take care of y'all ha luv wuz precious Now l got my daddy, an' homies God bless us
Just be for all ya got If just a little bit it's all ya got You not have a car or big gold chain Stay true to an' thangs will change
Just be for all ya got If just a little bit it's all ya got You mite not a car or big gold chain Stay to yaself an' thangs will change
We ben through sum tuff mom late on rent Tryin' to get mine husslin' Larry Flynt No food in da fridge but we wuzn't 'Cuz my brutha wuz like a good neighba den like state
Peeples sayin' wut they need an' want But they need to start wit they du's an' be thankful for day to day An' evrythang will be ya way
Now ain't it odd to thank God, we moovin' in toyed We an' die by tha sword an' still we thank tha Lord Frum da maternity to tha morgue, I count my blessins It's a game I but can't afford but I ain't stressin'
I'm E-S-in 4 mines all gunna pay off in da long run An' no rest on da grind man a ***** out here on one Stayin' strong all alone or wit my clique I rite a song rite or rong I'm realy dis **** I ta wonda why we had it so ruff My motto wuz my ancha an' for dat I thank ya enuff
You mite not a car or big gold chain Stay true to an' thangs will change Just be for all ya got If it's a little bit it's all ya got You not have a car or big gold chain Stay true to an' thangs will change
Everybody pray Everybody ...