Thank God 8Ball & MJG (Ft. Swizz Beatz)

[Intro: Swizz Beatz]
Comin' hard for ya
We doin' this right here, man
Givin' it back
Alotta thugs in the street can't even do this right here, man
But you know how we do
Hold it down, get it right, keep it tight
And most of all
We thank God

[Verse 1: 8Ball]
For my three sons, for my mom
For wakin' me up and breathin' air into my lungs
For health and wealth and lots of love for myself
The chances in life to take the right steps
I done popped that thang, and I done been popped at
Stole, cheated, and lied
Survived when I could've died
Or somewhere locked up, my niggas locked up
That's why I pray for you, say what I say to you
Thank you for Swizz Beatz, to him you bring the heat
He brought the heat to us, we burn the streets up
Thank you for family and everyone that stuck with us
Gettin' it crunk, and layin' it down, and gettin' it buck with us
Thank you for not lettin' material things make me
Thank you for givin' me the talent that my peoples see
Thank you for lettin my niggas live after gunplay
Thanks for forgivin' me, 'cause I don't do this every day