Kirklandd - Thankful lyrics

(Verse One) Said im tryna keep it tru to me But the game is moving on from what it used to be Believe in my third eye The spirit i keep inside I feel i needed to hide in the jungle You'll never survive your reign crumble, to rubble They just into changing they stripes Stick to dreamin or believing bills are making em nice But the same bill that k**ed the last living legend Just bought the soul of every one of ya bretherand Like the star of david was a dollar figure Learning from your heart now you know a scholar's in ya, did ya, fill the minds lead the riot? You need to be real when sitting on topa cypresss... (Hook) Look how i came, with a rifle and aim We're living it while we get it and we're staying the same (the same) Uh, i took a rifle and aim To the stars and leaving the boulevard Every fruit of ya labour i'm betting a bullet guard It's truly ours We're k**ing em all, the list long Uh, Chris kyle, the bodies pile, i'm already gone (Verse Two) Old ghosts had rose from the crowd again Hope if Biggie dug above the surface he'd be proud a him Hoping every rapper spitting worthless isn't louder than The kid that went looking for love, and quickly found a friend Just to leave, and protect, a new rep I hope I'm never writing on the new cheques, for who next, the new jets Are flying I'm getting it out in Zion I'm hitting the pearly gates an my faith, slowly declining, oh Livin low, but we'll be above the law And dream of neighbours that'd hate us all for our decor Until we pull up at the light and hear get out the car My tunnel vision down a barrel that'll sound bizarre To an untrained ear How you'd find, glory took a turn and became fear, sharing the same tear But it feel deeper as it rise up my ankles Feel the tide, ride coming high, f** it I'm thankful (Hook) Look how i came, with a rifle and aim We're living it while we get it and we're staying the same (the same) Uh, i took a rifle and aim To the stars and leaving the boulevard Every fruit of ya labour i'm betting a bullet guard It's truly ours We're k**ing em all, the list long Uh, Chris kyle, the bodies pile, i'm already gone