Thankful (feat. Greg the Great) - Dariel

I do not understand The things I've been given in life aren't there And everything seems against me all the time I don't know how to stand up But I've got faith in myself and all of the things I do I don't need no one else to tell me what I can't do If you don't realize all of the things your life can do You will be left behind Swept up by the storm of those you know I'm just out here chillin' with my fam peeps You don't understand me If you listen to my songs just a little bit deeper You might release my dreams Or you might release my inner demons That's just a little scary 'Cause I don't know them but they all know me And that's just a little weird so I'll keep that to myself I don't have any real hype right now I don't even have a real mic right now, but I'm just singin' on my laptop 'cause I want to I swear no one else can stop you so Just do what you want to Just do what you want yeah Just do what you want to You know that you want to If you don't realize all of the things your life can do You will be left behind Swept up by the storm of those you know If you don't realize all of the things your life can do You will be left behind Swept up by the storm of those you know

Yeah-ayy, yeah Yeah-ayy, yeah Yeah, ayy I am Balloranking Ahh-ahh-ah-ahh (It's Lormy Entertainment) Ayy-ayy Say them call me Lyta (Shakablaka) Ojumo ti mo ('jumo ti mo) Thank God for life (thank God for life) Mo'n ke pe Baba Mimo Shebi na your blessings me I dey find Baba, k'apa aye ma shey ka mi mo Na only you, I no get shrine Omo'ta n shomi l'ojojumo But, mo mo pe ologo mi shi ma shine Brother, I am thankful When nobody dey Tani mo fe ke pe? Na only me, I'ma disciple Soh fun mama mi pe "mo ma k'ore de ile" Oh, I'm thankful Dirty black boy from the street Angeli gbe're ko mi I be chasin' big dreams Tori mama n duro de mi Brother, put my songs for repeat K'ota ma shey yo'mi Ahn, I'm always on trip Mo mo pe o ma mo mi If you dey set am, mo gallant And if you dey check am, mo balance Mio ni visa but everyday mo ma n de Dallas Tell me, na who go seke? Baba l'ole gbemi leke Sh'ebi oun loni de de Oun nikan mo le ke pe Ojumo ti mo Thank God for life (thank God for life) Mo'n ke pe Baba Mimo Shebi na your blessings me I dey find Baba, k'apa aye ma shey ka mi mo (yeah-ayy) Na only you, I no get shrine Omo'ta n shomi l'ojojumo But, mo mo pe ologo mi shi ma shine Brother, I am thankful When nobody dey Tani mo fe ke pe? (ke pe, ohh) Na only me, I'ma disciple Soh fun mama mi pe "mo ma k'ore de ile" Oh, I'm thankful Mo mo pe tinba loh, mo ma k'ore bo (yeah) Mo mo pe o ma duro ti mi Everyday of my life, I dey thank you God Iwo l'Oba toh duro ti mi Oju mo ti mo Iwo ni kan l'Oba t'ole sho mi Na who I go call? Iwo ni kan l'Oba t'ole gbo mi, yeah-ayy Me, I no dey dull Everyday, me and music chasing my money (yeah-yeah) Me, I no go fall I'ma give God in all, adura mummy (mummy) Baba, bamishe Abi tani mo fe pe? Baba no delay Show them say you dey Ojumo ti mo Thank God for life Mo'n ke pe Baba Mimo (Baba Mimo) Shebi na your blessings me I dey find Baba, k'apa aye ma shey kami mo Na only you, I no get shrine Omo'ta n shomi l'ojojumo But, mo mo pe ologo mi shi ma shine Brother, I am thankful When nobody dey Tani mo fe ke pe? Na only me, I'ma disciple Soh fun mama mi pe "mo ma k'ore de ile" Oh, I'm thankful Running box, I dey press Na Baba dey put ah through I no be nigga wey dey vex O le pe mi t'oba ni deal Ahn-ahn-yeah (Oh-Oh-Oh, Oh my God, it's Fynest Roland on the beat)

Never understand People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "he'll never understand" People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "man'll never understand" Never understand, never understand Never understand Gravedigger, dig a hole that fit a black nigga My body's stiff as a Madame Tussaud's wax figure My transformation: a caterpillar from crack Dealing [?] backpedaller was no less, than spectactular Yeah I was trappin' money, flippin' like a spatula Now put that sucker in a box like Dracula I let the devil enter dance An electric slide of porcelain I threw up in the sand Dead, ended Love is like a harlequin's romance Lost between sips of liquor, that empty bottle in my hands It was a shot of eighth, but I never got away Dreamed a little dream of me, but that was an anomaly People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "he'll never understand" People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "man'll never understand" Holy, Sugar, Honey, Ice Tea I guess that's a prayer for a player like me In my church clothes bakin' buzz on the bible The sweet temptation of my grand daddy's rifle Got me thinking 'bout doing a jihad with these guys Who only True Religion look better than Levi's Who baptize glasses with beers and blood stain You breathing to the choir, that prayer's the drug game Hallelujah 'Til the cops cough me in the back of a cruiser [??], wash my soul down the sewer I count my blessings and blow it on a nun to resurrect my erection I pray, I pray, all thoughts go to heaven Or to a new hell with a Wi-Fi connection So I can pay for my sins on PayPal Or own a holy ghost, a greyhound People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "he'll never understand" People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "man'll never understand"