Blac Youngsta
Thank God
[Verse 1: RJmrLA]
I woke up, thank God I'm a real n***a
N***as still throwin' shots at a still picture
And they still gettin' hot, can't chill with us
If this Glock all I got, then I'm Bill Withers
If I die, pray my pops is the gate keeper
N***a slidin' with the opps, get the same treatment
In a beam got the Glock showin' state prison
Let me squeeze take the block, thats a gang missin'
Fake real n***as, how you revealin' the truth?
Make lil' n***as fake, but teach 'em to shoot
Threw the scope on the K, they easy to boost
You n***as lyin' on stage, to stay in the loop

[Chorus: RJmrLA]
Stay with it, can't give it, nah n***a nah
Nah, nah n***a nah
I ain't feelin' y'all n***as, y'all n***as fraud, nah
Thank God I'm a real n***a
(thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God)
Oou, thank God I'm a real n***a
(thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God)
Thank God I'm a real n***a

[Verse 2: RJmrLA]
N***as soft like the still liquor
Twenty sauce fish grill n***a, I'mma keep it real with ya
Thank God on my worst day
Cross me let the church pray
Ties like [?], n***as dyin' on they birthday
N***a God know I'm burnt, yeah
He the one that made me squeezing off .380
N***a that's that get back get off me I'm saucy
Send them back to my whip grab that stick shit look gothic
And I thank my God all my pride ain't defrost me
Some believe in God n***a, some believe in Allah
Here I keep a 9 in these streets Iguodala, nah n***a nah
[Chorus: RJmrLA]
Stay with it, can't give it, nah n***a nah
Nah, nah n***a nah
I ain't feelin' y'all n***as, y'all n***as fraud, nah
Thank God I'm a real n***a
(thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God)
Oou, thank God I'm a real n***a
(thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God)
Thank God I'm a real n***a

[Verse 3: Blac Youngsta]
Fuck n***a!
I been a real n***a since day one
Life sentence, for the team I'll take one
Shake some', take some', young n***a face some'
Extended clip AK some', broad day some' (brrt)
I ain't feelin' you n***a, when you die
I hope I be the one killin' you n***a
When your bitch cheat on you, I hope I be the one drillin' her n***a
I fucked that bitch to make you mad, I ain't feelin' her n***a
Y'all ain't real no more
I'm the realest y'all know
CMG, 400 Summers
We finna see so much money, word to my momma

[Chorus: RJmrLA]
Stay with it, can't give it, nah n***a nah
Nah, nah n***a nah
I ain't feelin' y'all n***as, y'all n***as fraud, nah
Thank God I'm a real n***a
(thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God)
Oou, thank God I'm a real n***a
(thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God)
Thank God I'm a real n***a
[Outro: RJmrLA]
Thank God I'm a real n***a
On God I'm a real n***a (on God)
Finna slide for the real n***as (hey)
One time for the real n***as (oou)
I did time with some real n***as
On God I'm a real n***a (RJ)
Doing 5 on a real n***a
On God I'm, on God I'm a real real n***a
On God I'm a real n***a
Finna slide for the real n***a (hey, on God)
Gang slide for the real n***as
On God I'm a real real n***a (hey)
Thank God for the real real n***as, yeah (hey)
On God I'm a real real n***a (RJ)
One time for the real real n***as
On God I'm a real real n***a (on God)
On God, real real n***a
Thank God for the real real ni- (on God)
Thank God I'm a real n***a