Thug Story Lyrics

Nigga still in the hood, it's where I had it hard at

With my bro', in 'em streets tryna catch a rat

Slide a call, book a guest house, fuck 'em 'reigner hoes

We were up in H&M we didn't dream designer clothes

Now I don't want no friends on me, I be calling y'all my folks

When that pain start percing deep I'll be on that long road

Making sure I find an ocean not looking for my way home

'Cause I'll prolly catch a case, tryna put it in his dome

I told my nigga, hold that lean I'm alright

'Cause if I take one more sip I might die

Been tryna kill all my demons with these drugs

And if ever kiss that pole it's bye bye

You rolling woods, I'm totting iron, I'm coming with that fire

I'm done being broke, right now I'm tryna get myself a dollar

I got to feed the fam' make sure that eat or they fine

I ain't too fine where I'm at but I know I'll be fine by time

It's the thug life that we pick up straight down from the bottom

Shawty go in that store and go get me some bottles

It's getting heavy for a nigga to carry on like this

I gotta go get me that bag my palms been really itching

It's the thug life that we pick up straight down from the bottom

Shawty go in that store and go get me some bottles

It's getting heavy for a nigga to carry on like this

I gotta go get me that bag my palms been really itching

But I know I gotta keep it movin' on

Tryna pour out my feelings on these songs

My pain got me doing shit I know is wrong

Thanking god now I know why my blessings took that long

I had to live, love and learn to know how shit goes around

Some did slime, I did some wrong but I know what I'm 'bout

I had it hard straight in that bottom tryna chase that clout

Them niggas didn't wanna put me on I had to fight

Remember 16 when they changed on me I was fool

Young niggas always thuggin always tryna keep it cool

Me & my grams were deep in struggle nigga we had no food

But always wishing that one day I had silver spoon

'Em rich ass bitches told a nigga that I ain't they type

Now I got 'em racks and riches they be tryna find the hype

These bitches they be tryna find the hype, like what the fuck

They say they like

They say they love me

They wanna fuck me

But ain't no finding me, 'cause

It's the thug life that we pick up straight down from the bottom

Shawty go in that store and go get me some bottles

It's getting heavy for a nigga to carry on like this

I gotta go get me that bag my palms been really itching

It's the thug life that we pick up straight down from the bottom

Shawty go in that store and go get me some bottles

It's getting heavy for a nigga to carry on like this

I gotta go get me that bag my palms been really itching

But I know I gotta keep it movin' on

Tryna pour out my feelings on these songs

My pain got me doing shit I know is wrong

Thanking god now I know why my blessings took that long

I had to live, love and learn to know how shit goes around

Some did slime, I did some wrong but I know what I'm 'bout

I had it hard straight in that bottom tryna chase that clout

Them niggas didn't wanna put me on I had to fight