Thankful 7 Tha God Fahim

[Intro]
It's Breadrick!
Breadrick Douglas (uh), refer to me as Breadrick... Douglas
Yo

[Chorus]
I'm grateful for what Allah give me, but I still want more
Goin' through all kinds of shit, got my heart so sore
Yo, am I wrong for my hunger for more?
'Cause I was thinkin' Jacks, Grants, and Lincolns
Spend the Franklins on the weekend
I'm grateful for what Allah give me, but I still want more
Goin' through all kinds of shit, got my heart so sore
Yo, am I wrong for my hunger for more?
'Cause I was thinkin' Jacks, Grants, and Lincolns (uh)
Spend the Franklins on the weekend

[Verse 1]
Is ambition a sickness?
Is your desire for more a weakness?
I can't take it no more, I'm speechless
But hard work never lets you down
You may hit the ground and get laughed at by the town (Haha)
I'd rather not tell people I rap, now how that sound? (How that sound?)
'Cause they hate the vision, it's like your imagination's in prison
Respect yourself, express yourself, 'cause that's livin'
They told me I wouldn't be shit, now are you kiddin'?
They keep it hidden 'bout our colors
The ancestry of all our brothers
I just want the truth without the covers