Thankful - Montana of 300, Tay Sav, Budouble

Thankful that I’m here, could be in jail or in a casket

Checks on top of checks, yeah, that’s why I be talkin' cash shit

On baby, like a car seat, that strap on me up in traffic

And everyone I knew who had it, got it doing bad shit

Thankful that I’m here, could be in jail or in a casket

Checks on top of checks, yeah, that’s why I be talkin' cash shit

On baby, like a car seat, that strap on me up in traffic

And everyone I knew who had it, got it doing bad shit

Swear I lost my soul when I seen Pappy in that casket

Promised all my brothers we gon' ball hard like the Magics

They like: «Why you be spazzin'?»

«Lil bitch, 'cause this my passion»

I promise I won’t stop 'till I got 20 in the Aston

Pull up on hater, flexing like: «I'll see you later!»

To these bitches, I’m a pimp, but I ain’t never wore no gators

Went too crazy on my team, so now my name in the debates

And they sayin' I’m the greatest to come out this generation

I’m paid, bitch, I’m paid

Give a fuck 'bout being famous

Went from being caged to receiving hella payments

Don’t think that I’m clueless just because I never say shit

In my own lane, stayin' away from all that hatred

Thankful that I’m here, could be in jail or in a casket

Checks on top of checks, yeah, that’s why I be talkin' cash shit

On baby, like a car seat, that strap on me up in traffic

And everyone I knew who had it, got it doing bad shit

Thankful that I’m here, could be in jail or in a casket

Checks on top of checks, yeah, that’s why I be talkin' cash shit

On baby, like a car seat, that strap on me up in traffic

And everyone I knew who had it, got it doing bad shit

Grew up in the projects, struggling, I never had shit

Canned goods in the cabinet, you would think that we was fasting

Eating once a day, had to stretch it just like gymnastics

But nowadays, I flip through good paper just like a tablet

Once you get shit cracking, they on your nuts like pistachios

If you fall off, they’ll walk out on you just like a patio

And I can’t trust a soul, so I choose to stay with that calico

This cannon blow, your ass’ll get shot as quick as a cameo

Play around, I’ma spray him down

Hammer Time, he nailed

Hella drugs, retail

That’s how we ate, Sprewell

Been after M’s, D12

That’s for sure, no sea shells

Just moved my mamma out the fuckin' hood, V12

Thankful that I’m here, could be in jail or in a casket

Checks on top of checks, yeah, that’s why I be talkin' cash shit

On baby, like a car seat, that strap on me up in traffic

And everyone I knew who had it, got it doing bad shit

Thankful that I’m here, could be in jail or in a casket

Checks on top of checks, yeah, that’s why I be talkin' cash shit

On baby, like a car seat, that strap on me up in traffic

And everyone I knew who had it, got it doing bad shit

Thankful for my blessing — fully automatic weapon

We just keep it for protection

Promise, we ain’t being reckless with it

Bands on top of bands, we came from nothin', so we flexing with it

Runnin' up these checks, I swear you thought that we was testin' with it

Nigga, we was starving

We was fighting, we was arguing

We was on that carpet, eight kids, three bedroom apartment

And I ain’t can’t forget my niggas who I lost right to them trenches

'Bout my niggas who ain’t answer questions, they just took a sentence

Damn near lost my life 'cause I’m really spittin' what I’m livin'

Biggie said he’ll rot in prison just to see this vision fall through

Just to see us win, just to see us whippin' all coupes

Just to see us livin', just to see us spendin' all blues

Thankful that I’m here, could be in jail or in a casket

Checks on top of checks, yeah, that’s why I be talkin' cash shit

On baby, like a car seat, that strap on me up in traffic

And everyone I knew who had it, got it doing bad shit

Thankful that I’m here, could be in jail or in a casket

Checks on top of checks, yeah, that’s why I be talkin' cash shit

On baby, like a car seat, that strap on me up in traffic

And everyone I knew who had it, got it doing bad shit