Don Q - Thank God lyrics

[Intro] What's your process now, like what's the motivation now? Like before, you know the motivation was like your man a..a..and you know God bless the day man, you pop [?] You just know I can't go back When I started this sh**, I was just doing this sh** for my hood (for real) Not realized I could take over the whole world doing this sh**, you know [Verse 1: Don Q] Yeah, uh I promised to never take me alive Only jealousy is making me strive I was made to survive Pop a pill starting chasing my high Blowing dove for my n***a 'cause he's facing the dime Yo n***a living like he's do or die He doing time and never finished junior high They put him through that dirty system you can lose your mind Move aside cause he known to carry his tool with pride Now who am I Just a n***a that was on the corner sellin', with wanted felons It was all a lesson, now I use my thoughts as weapons And I got tired of seeing my mama work like she Florida Evans So I flew her out to Florida and I bought a section Street n***as we just living like there's not tomorrow Thirty pills, we stole from [?], who thought we'll go this far I was saving crack money for them new J's Now I'm spending house money on the new J Cupid got that matte black Benz he think he Bruce Wayne Jewels hang, come around and I make n***as mood change Sippin' so much red it started to give my tooth stains Peelin' in and out of two lanes, take off the poop[?] brain n***a who y'all know better than Don, riddle me that They know where I'm literally at Listen, I mix the lean with perkies that's my energy pack Catch me wearin' the same clothes I still live like I trap I just bought my mama presents, I got a designer fetish I don't take it for granted, make sure every dollar cherish Put the nickel on the fabric and I got a lotta karats I just been sippin' like a addict Flying in and out of Paris, what's up [Hook: Don Q] I promised they never take me alive I promised they never take me alive [Verse 2: Styles P & Jadakiss] I promised they'll never take me alive Walk in the Beamer dealer take me a 5 Walk in the gun range take me a .9 Walk in the dope spot take me a dime Walk in the boogie spot and take me a line We hoppin' off the jet in Japan, f** Bape up Cashmere skully on top of the mean shape upYou ain't gon' be happy 'til they put they yellow tape up I ain't gon' be happy 'til my n***as shoot the wake up Couple n***as cake'd up, a couple n***as was starve, ya Couple n***as shot and a couple n***as was caviar Come to your hustle you either small or you large, ya Know we about that paper, you know it's the black mob ya k** 'em and leave his j**elry on 'em, we consider it To small to hold a conversation with the illiterate That'll put the team in jeopardy You know we got them bricks but the cut that's so separately 35 hundred of bottle of Chardon Hennesey Feeling heavenly, blowing god's gifts in Beverly Hills blowin' bags of rodeo, f** all my enemies f** around and bust off this gun cause muscle memory Life it's consequences, repercussions or penalties I can give you the game just come to the a**embly No matter what just know they could never destroy the energy For now live life and just enjoy the amenities You can make it happen for you or watch it happen for them Why you think n***as is packed in the pen n***as don't know how to act in the Benz Couple of bands on 'em Crosses, couple of feet, couple of hands on 'em LOX