Grateful Lyrics - Dave East

Two of the closest niggas there for me 

They no longer here with me 

I'm wide awake, I'm scared to sleep 

Afraid, though I ain't never been, Grandma said ain't no fear in me 

Criminal, I prepared to be, in your feelings? Won't hear from me 

I talk to God, the devil on the other line stressin' 

Keep a weapon there, 'cause slippin' ain't how I'm gon' learn no lesson 

Ain't no actors here, I told Bully, "I wish that Stack was here" 

Mugga too, my hoody blue, so much ice, they gon' have to stare 

Used to hate my building smell, half for the homies still in jail 

Harlem different, either kill a cell or pray to lift your bail 

White rice and tuna fish, way before Ruth Chris 

We was broke, I ain't care who was rich, stick up kids do exist 

Hard news, just listen, the dog food was clickin' 

They moved bitch, long before I heard of Ludacris 

I watched it with my own eyes, dirty kitchen for home fries 

Hajji`s if ain't nothin' open, just make sure they toast mine 

I'm thankful for them steak and cheese, I love the hood, I'd hate to leave 

How the fuck was we trappin' outside when it was eight degrees? 

I still have a hard time tryna understand why Ma$e would leave 

Gave niggas the reason, plus the truth, I could relate to Beans 

Free Meek, I'm just tryna chase a dream 

They'd rather us upstate and grainy, you never had to chase a fiend 

Passed them off the 'Gram, and then they ran before they paid you 

Plus you gotta pay yo' connect and at your crib, it ain't no cable 

You can't watch your favorite TV show 

Your jacket and your sneakers old 

Summertime, you make it through, but you ain't tryna see the cold 

Niggas turn to strippers when they see the pole 

Plant the seed, the seed'll grow, my daughter need three million 'fore she three years old 

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Loyalty and love over everything 

Flowers over stones and the choir sings 

How many of them do we know though? 

Lost so many loved ones and now they're gone 

Gone too soon, streets raising kings 

And queens, we gotta fight to believe again 

Still loyalty and love over everything 

Still flowers over stones and the choir sings 

Thank you, I'm grateful 

And the choir sings 

Thank you Lord, I'm grateful 

Ooh, thank you Lord, I'm grateful 

(Just thankful to be here been through a lot) 

Thank you, I'm grateful 

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Uh, every time it rain, I feel that bullet 

Hood insane, wish I could change it, but I couldn't 

I'm just grateful for them whoopings 

My pops used to give us to keep us out the street 

In the projects, the water cold at least three days out the week 

This real talk, I done seen some shit wake you out your sleep 

Lit the crib up with candles, felt like the lights was out for weeks 

I ain't had the drive, wanted to survive until I found the keys 

220 on the dash and yes, we taxin', we got mouths to feed 

Thank you Lord, I'm grateful Lord, if I got it, I blame you Lord 

My life, it been dangerous Lord 

My faith in you could change it Lord 

Wasn't tryna scare niggas, foreheads was what we was aimin' for 

I lived on the 6, they raid the crib, might have to change the door 

Let's figure out a way to make 'em hate some more 

Fuck the way the system set up, every day I break the law 

Spend some money, make some more, never thought I'd make it poor 

Imagine we was takin' score, militant, I relate to war 

Thankful for my only child 

Sellin' out these shows that make my homies smile 

Wake up in Miami to hear the ocean sound 

Grateful I seen 18, grateful I seen 21 

Grateful that my pops ain't throw me out, he found my nigga gun 

Of course I said it wasn't mine 

Runnin' to the park told my father, let's talk another time 

'Cause he know I want to rhyme 

A .38, I kept it on me, I blow it like a runny nose 

In the projects with like three bitches to diddy crib with like a hundred hoes 

Stomach growlin', I don't take it for granted 

I come from housin' (projects), I need some shit come with a water fountain 

My daughter smilin', I'm thankful Freaky told me to rap 

Thankful Jungle paid attention, the streets could never hold me back 

Loyalty and love over everything 

(The streets could never hold me back, thankful Jungle paid attention) 

Flowers over stones and the choir sings 

(The streets could never hold me back, thankful Freaky told me to rap) 

How many of them do we know though? 

(Thankful Jungle paid attention, the streets could never hold me back) 

Lost so many loved ones and now they're gone 

Gone too soon, streets raising kings 

And queens, we gotta fight to believe again 

Still loyalty and love over everything 

Still flowers over stones and the choir sings 

Ooh, pray, thank you, I'm grateful 

Grateful, ooh yeah 

Thank you Lord, I'm grateful 

Grateful, ooh yeah 

Ooh, thank you Lord, I'm grateful, ooh 

Thank you, I'm grateful 

Thank you God, I'm, thank you, I'm grateful 

Everything you do for me 

Let us bow 

Thank you, I'm grateful 

Ooh, thank you Lord, I'm grateful 

Thank you, I'm grateful