Life Of A Thug Lyrics

It's the life of a thug, the life of a thug

Growing up from the bottom turning to the fucking plug

In the streets you can't show no love

Niggas fill you up with some slugs, yeah

You can't show no love when you got the life of a thug

Bitch, I guarantee, niggas do your ass with cheese

Niggas stop playin', don't move, don't sneeze

When youngins itchin', they gon' fuck a squeeze

Nigga, I'm tryna get to the cheese

I'm talkin' blue cheese, bitch, I need it any means

Niggas stop playin', boy, I need that motherfuckin' money where I can

Fifty stacks in my motherfuckin' jeans

I'm gettin' any means, I gotta get it

Catch me on the block, hand in hand, servin' all these fiends

Gettin' to servin' all my motherfuckin' motherfuckers tryna get their money, yeah

If I serve a nigga, I got a reason

Cause I'm tryna get up off my feet, man, I gotta get it

And they playin' with my bread, I swear to God, I get to tweakin', yeah

Ain't never been for a reason, yeah

It's always influential, yeah

I really gotta get to it, dude

Money on my mind, so I gotta make moves, yeah

And I ain't tryna fuckin' lose

Niggas out here, they don't follow fuckin' rules

So when I back out, I owe her that too

Pussy nigga, that's the reason you fuckin' lose

I'm loose screws out this bitch, I ain't got no mind

Pussy nigga, run, I'm hit you with that nine

Pussy nigga, you must wanna motherfuckin' die

Pussy nigga, I ain't tellin' no fuckin' lies

Bitch, I'm real big, motherfuckin' dog in the shit

Bitch, you know I don't give a fuck about the industry

I swear to God, bitch, I'm still in these streets

I swear to God, bitch, I'm still packin' on that heat

Niggas playin' with me, boy, sweepin' off his feet

Niggas stop playin', we don't do enemy

Swear to God, I ain't got time for beef

I'm just tryna get to the fuckin' blue cheese

Money on my mind, gotta get it

This the life of a thug, get filled with them sluts, quit

Fuckin' with them niggas, they put your ass in a motherfuckin' ditch

If I'm in the city, body bag shit

Zip him up, nigga dead, he gone now

Fuckin' around, boy, to put him on the ground

Fuckin' around, get to this money, bitch

I got my own sound, niggas tryna hit on me

In every fuckin' town that I touch down

But I'm still here, bitch, I ain't gon' no work

Bitch, I'm still around

This the life of a thug

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