Ooh, ooh, oohOoh, ooh, oohOoh, ooh, oohOoh, ooh, oohOoh, ooh, oohOoh, ooh, oohOoh, ooh, oohOoh, ooh, oohOoh, ooh, oohOoh, ooh, oohOoh, ooh, ooh (We The Best Music)Ooh, ooh, ooh (Another one, DJ Khaled)And I know that somebody been praying for meHead above ground and I could’ve been six feet deepOut on these streets, when I get down on my kneesI’m thankful (Thankful), I’m thankful (Thankful)I’ma blow this bag for everybody who counted me outAnd I still got love for all my dawgs who holding me downHead above ground for my niggas and my donsI’m thankful (Thankful), I’m thankful (Thankful)I done dodged a few heartbreaks, yeahNever lost a thing I can’t replace yetCouple times, thought I wouldn’t make it (Thought I wouldn’t make it)Then I came up ten toes out thе basementI done had to mutе, fuck noiseDid a couple things, they left me no choiceI done hit some licks that my mama won’t be proud ofSaid we gon’ be rich, give her something she can smile forThe devil on the block and he lurkingTryna hit me up with a dozenBut when I look around, shit ain’t worth itThat’s for certain, yeahAnd I know that somebody been praying for meHead above ground and I could’ve been six feet deepOut on these streets, when I get down on my kneesI’m thankful (Thankful), I’m thankful (Thankful)I’ma blow this bag for everybody who counted me outAnd I still got love for all my dawgs who holding me downHead above ground for my niggas and my donsI’m thankful (Thankful), I’m thankful (Thankful)But I’m still out here making moves, oohI’ma do what I got to, I’ma do what I got toToo many niggas gone too soon (I’m gonna do what I got to)Ain’t tryna lay up in a box two feet wide, six deepYou won’t catch no RIP’s off meI’ma do what I got to (I’ma do what I got to)I’m gonna do what I got to (I’ma do what I got to)
Somebody’s been praying for me, for meI could’ve been six feet deepWhen I get down on my knees, I’m thankful, I’m thankful, I’m thankfulI’ma blow this bag for everybody who counted me out (Everybody who counted me out)And I still got love for all my dawgs who holding me down (Holding me down)Head above ground for my niggas and my donsI’m thankful (I’m thankful), I’m thankful (I’m thankful), I’m thankful (I’m thankful)Sit down, be thankfulBig smile although it’s painfulI look up and see clouds, weed angelsSeen white chalk make street angelsYou’re welcome, look down, feet danglesBe proud, be shamelessYeah, be now, be ancientYeah, it been my turn, let me cut off these blinkersI cut off these strangers and ifs ands and buts of the strangersI never relinquish, I’m thanking Franklin as an acquaintanceDestiny danger, I done seen from every angleFrom my neck to my ankle, the spots on this leopard ain’t changingNigga, that’s for the wankstas, 50 told me that, I say thank youI been got the bag, I done turned that to the blanketI been out of hand so I don’t wanna dap ‘less you bangingI’m being quiet, man, just waiting for these rappers to thank me, de nadaAnd I know that somebody been praying for meHead above ground and I could’ve been six feet deepOut on these streets, when I get down on my kneesI’m thankful (Thankful), I’m thankful (Thankful)I’ma blow this bag for everybody who counted me outAnd I still got love for all my dawgs who holding me downHead above ground for my niggas and my donsI’m thankful (Thankful), I’m thankful (Thankful)But I’m still out here making moves, oohI’ma do what I got to, I’ma do what I got toToo many niggas gone too soon (I’m gonna do what I got to)Ain’t tryna lay up in a box two feet wide, six deepYou won’t catch no RIP’s off meI’ma do what I got to (I’ma do what I got to)I’m gonna do what I got to (I’ma do what I got to)Sit down, be thankfulBig smile although it’s painfulI look up and see clouds, weed angelsSeen white chalk make street angelsYou’re welcome, look down, feet danglesBe proud, be shamelessYeah, be now, be ancient (Be ancient)Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
