(Ayy, ayy)
I got 'em, Folarin

I just had dinner with the Obamas, what did you do?
Hop up on Twitter talkin' about the stuff you don't do
Rockin' Valore, shorty, 'cause that is what you gon' do
'Cause I be out on New Balance, stylin' like it's '02
God with the Pro Tools, boss and a good dude
Ball like it's [?], Watts, you could come through
[?] the funds, at the funds, I'm the city voice
At the funds, at the funds, all you hear is oy!
One time for B.D.R., we just tryin' see you out
I used to be with Nas beatin' every city up
Watchin' you talkin' to 'em, respected by the OGs
Rappers was wearing garbage, I put 'em onto Supreme
I got no problems from anybody on the TV
'Cause I got some partners from Choppa, Choppa, Choppa City
On top, really, coldest in my city, coldest in my county
Who's messin' with me?
I was sellin' sneakers, I was sellin' CDs
Now I'm sellin' streams and women's dreams and meaning
I be seein' things that used to be official
Swear I speak to God and tell him, "Please forgive me"

I been ungrateful and thankful (and thankful)
I been ungrateful and thankful (and thankful)
I been ungrateful but thankful (but thankful)
I been ungrateful but thankful
Maybe I got it all too fast, too soon
Been livin' life no feelings, no rules
And I been tryna make it last, makin' moves (makin' moves)
But I'ma hop in this foreign and act a fool, skrrt skrrt
Maybe I been ungrateful (ungrateful)
I been ungrateful, I'm thankful
I been ungrateful, I'm thankful
Lord forgive me I've been ungrateful
I been ungrateful but thankful (but thankful)
I been ungrateful but thankful

Please know we focused, roll wit' me get your dough up
In the city where desert ass Harlem heat like I'm Booker T
Honestly, I'm a champion, I am drivin' to nowhere
All this cappin' they doin' got me rather annoyed
Let me gather these suckas, ain't about to be scared
Ain't no ladder match winner but I got my strap in the air
And I got my head in the sky high but I'm rather prepared
Nothin' sweet on my side, they buildin' cavities there, hold up

In my bag, in my bag, in my Goyard (in my Goyard)
Pop a tag, pop a tag, tear the store up (tear the store up)
Tell the cab that's my bag, that's my chauffeur (that's my chauffeur)
'Cause she look bad in my pad, now it's over so

I been ungrateful and thankful (and thankful)
I been ungrateful and thankful (and thankful)
I been ungrateful and thankful (and thankful)
I been ungrateful and thankful
Maybe I got it all too fast, too soon
Been livin' life no feelings, no rules
And I been tryna make it last, makin' moves (makin' moves)
But I'ma hop in this foreign and act a fool, skrrt skrrt
Maybe I been ungrateful (ungrateful)
I been ungrateful and thankful
I been ungrateful and thankful
Lord forgive me I've been ungrateful (ungrateful)
I been ungrateful but thankful
I been ungrateful but thankful

In my bag, in my bag, in my Goyard (in my Goyard)
Pop a tag, pop a tag, tear the store up (tear the store up)
Tell the cab that's my bag, that's my chauffeur (that's my chauffeur)
'Cause things was bad in my pad, now it's over, hey, uh

And all I had was you, you came through
Even when I'm wrong, I'm wrong
And when I'm right, I'm wrong
Even when I'm wrong, I'm wrong (I been ungrateful)
And when I'm right, I'm wrong
Even when I'm wrong, I'm wrong
And when I'm right, I'm wrong (I been ungrateful)
I been ungrateful and thankful
In my bag, in my bag, in my Goyard (in my Goyard)
Pop a tag, pop a tag, tear the store up (tear the store up)
Tell the driver that's my bag, that's my chauffeur (skrrt skrrt)
Messin' with me (no)

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Writer(s): Olubowale Victor Akintimehin