Skooly - Thank God lyrics

[Hook] Ahhh, Thank god for a real n***a Yeah yeaahh, thank god for a real n***a Thank god for a real n***a(x3) [Verse 1: Skooly] Thank god for my mama Thank god for my papa they the one that made this problem Thank god for a real n***a(x2) Thank god for a trill n***a Thank god for a ill n***a, thank god for a real n***a 100 thousand on me all day, I can't keep these b**hes off me Ima k** these n***as softly(Ima k** these n***as 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 Ima savage on these hoes man... p**y n***a. p**y n***a 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, im never tripping n***a, no man Never trippin on these hoes man. Like I got all these b**hes 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 j**elry 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 [Verse 2] Spent, 20 thousand on my mama crib, that lil sh**, that wasn't no big deal, I was 16 with no f**ing deal, you can't tell me how to f**ing live, free Young Murda n***a 2x, thats my woe n***a in the 9 Never fold n***a, any crime, never fold n***a, anytime All my n***as, 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 n***a sit in line, you a dub n***a sit in line, taking swag from a n***a like me, you a p**y n***a waste ya time