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Thank God (Interlude)

 

Thank God (Interlude)

(album: My Krazy Life - 2014)


[Big TC:]
Mm
Mm, mm
Mm, mm
Mm, mm

All my life
Once say they love you, why they make you cry?
Said they'd never leave, oh, how they've lied
Gave up my loyalty and paid the price
Got me asking, "Why?"
These people wrong you, but you done them right
They giving up, and all you do is fight
You sacrifice, and you would even die

And I thank God
For never leaving me alone
Even when I'm on my own
Won't break, I'm standing strong
And I thank God
For showing the road to go
When I'm weak and feeling low
Built tough, it never show (Yeah)

[RJ:]
I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson, I hate to call in this fashion
I understand it's late, and you work harder than average
Plus, I'm knowing that you and your son have been clashing
But Keenon called and told me to tell you what happened
He hit a lick with his homies, his homie switched it on him
They spent the money, he got greedy, pulled a pistol on him
Shots fired from both sides, but nobody died
I thank God he survived and got out alive
But this gon' hurt you to hear
Keenon went to jail, might be facing some years
Police say it's evidence he broke in someone's residence
The neighbors say they witnessed it, and plus, they found fingerprints
They say the bail like fifty thou'
But it's gon' be like five thousand to get him out
Man, I told him not to fuck with them niggas—
I'm sorry, I don't mean to curse, but I just never trust 'em at all
And he up in the pound with my dawg
And his girl ain't accepting his call
Can't let him fight the charge in his cell, he need bail, on me!
I got two, we just need the other three, fight the case on his feet

[Guard & YG:]
Jackson! Three steps forward
Fuck!
Good. Turn your ass to the left... To the right... Next!
Ayy, can a nigga use the phone or something, homie? Fuck!

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