Thank God - Skooly

Ahhh, Thank God for a real nigga

Yeah yeaahh, thank God for a real nigga

Thank God for a real nigga

Thank God for a real nigga

Thank God for a real nigga

Thank God for my mama

Thank God for my papa they the one that made this problem

Thank God for a real nigga

Thank God for a real nigga

Thank God for a trill nigga

Thank God for a ill nigga, thank God for a real nigga

100 thousand on me all day, I can’t keep these bitches off me

I’m a kill these niggas softly (I'm a kill these niggas softly)

Look okay who got the juice, who got the juice who bout the shoot

Hop out the rouge, who got the loot, it must not be them

They played with us, we got to shoot them

I’m a savage on these hoes man… pussy nigga.

Pussy nigga they some hoes man

I been sippin on the low man.

I been crippin on the low man

I been sippin on the low man, I’m never tripping nigga, no man

Never trippin on these hoes man.

Like I got all these bitches programmed,

and they know all I spit is dope

My brother died selling coke man, 25 on the coat man, Balmain ain’t no joke man

Buying jewelry smoking weed, you know all my diamonds potent

You know all my diamonds potent, you know all my chains, you know all my rings

potent

Spent, 20 thousand on my mama crib, that lil shit, that wasn’t no big deal,

I was 16 with no fucking deal, you can’t tell me how to fucking live,

free Young Murda nigga, free Young Murda nigga, that’s my woe nigga in the 9

Never fold nigga, any crime, never fold nigga, anytime

All my niggas, yeah they really rhyme, neighborhood against any sign

Hitting the club, jump in any line

You pay a dub just to sit in line, you a scrub nigga sit in line,

you a dub nigga sit in line, taking swag from a nigga like me, you a pussy

nigga waste ya time