[Intro: CJ Fly]
Fly
[Chorus: CJ Fly]
Thankful, got every reason to be thankful
Ain't short on gas because my tank full
I can’t complain 'cause I'm so thankful
Thankful, thankful
Got every reason to be thankful
Ain’t short on gas because my tank full
I could complain but I'm just thankful
Thankful
[Verse: CJ Fly]
When I was commin' up my momma told me "Get a job!"
But I ain't wanna work for no one, rather steal and rob
All my homies was loose cannons, trynna let it off
They might just put a hole in one like they was playing golf
Our life was always hard, so we was never soft
Some shoot themselves right in the foot like they was Cheddar Bob
If it don't got shit to do with me I don't get involved
Funny we used to hit the store to get some deviled dogs
My demons older now and we no longer pups
I'm spittin' lava off the top like was gon’ erupt
I’m done with crowd surfing, can't let ’em hold me up
Would think they were concession stands the way they holdin' us
I'ma call you niggas windmills, y'all our biggest fans
You niggas studied all my stances, all you niggas Stans
Don’t wanna clap 'em, I applaud 'em and give 'em a hand
Ya'll my little homie's only right, I be the bigger man
My verses cliffhangers, watch out for social climbers
I'm still out here dropping a gem, like an opal miner
Show you a clip and blow your brains and now you're open minded
For all of those searching for nirvana man I hope you find it
Along with inner peace, because I ain't at peace
Wanted that american pie until I ate a piece
Can't compare me to these mortal men because I've been a beast
Might've just started producing but always gave them the beats
Fly
[Chorus: CJ Fly]
Thankful, got every reason to be thankful
Ain't short on gas because my tank full
I can’t complain 'cause I'm so thankful
Thankful, thankful
Got every reason to be thankful
Ain’t short on gas because my tank full
I could complain but I'm just thankful
Thankful
[Verse: CJ Fly]
When I was commin' up my momma told me "Get a job!"
But I ain't wanna work for no one, rather steal and rob
All my homies was loose cannons, trynna let it off
They might just put a hole in one like they was playing golf
Our life was always hard, so we was never soft
Some shoot themselves right in the foot like they was Cheddar Bob
If it don't got shit to do with me I don't get involved
Funny we used to hit the store to get some deviled dogs
My demons older now and we no longer pups
I'm spittin' lava off the top like was gon’ erupt
I’m done with crowd surfing, can't let ’em hold me up
Would think they were concession stands the way they holdin' us
I'ma call you niggas windmills, y'all our biggest fans
You niggas studied all my stances, all you niggas Stans
Don’t wanna clap 'em, I applaud 'em and give 'em a hand
Ya'll my little homie's only right, I be the bigger man
My verses cliffhangers, watch out for social climbers
I'm still out here dropping a gem, like an opal miner
Show you a clip and blow your brains and now you're open minded
For all of those searching for nirvana man I hope you find it
Along with inner peace, because I ain't at peace
Wanted that american pie until I ate a piece
Can't compare me to these mortal men because I've been a beast
Might've just started producing but always gave them the beats
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