Thug Nigga Life

Yeah Youngboy Woke up this morning with a bitch that I don't know suckin' my dick Watchin' CNN news, all of this poverty shit, how worse can it get You say that you rich, then poverty hit, but we forever rich Not what I psychologically meant, they want me to quit You would do better making a Doberman sit I rose for this shit, from one jail to another precinct You told for this shit, this shit, you niggas sold for this shit How old will it get before we start exposin' and shit? We all makin' choices just to die, not to live, it's a lie (it's a lie) Yeah, it's a thug nigga life (yeah) It's a thug nigga life (uh-uh) They hollerin', "1 gun, 2 gun, he shot whose son?" How long 'til your time comes? These hoes gon' misuse him It's a thug nigga life A thug nigga life, yeah Patek and Audemar, got both and it don't mean nothin' (Uh uh) I rock too many chains, just one feel like I mean somethin' (On God) Back to back, I'm swervin' lanes, leave a stain then I clean somethin' (Let's go) I fucked her five times, to her, I bet that mean somethin' (It don't) They left a dime in the car, that's ten shots Lil' nigga, I been there, 223, hangin' out the car with one Glock Montana closed shop, way he passed the phone with my homeboy Trent now Don't trust nobody, but it been good, it's a scary empire We all makin' choices just to die, not to live, it's a lie Yeah, it's a thug nigga life It's a thug nigga life They hollerin', "1 gun, 2 gun, he shot whose son?" How long 'til your time comes? These hoes gon' misuse him A thug nigga life A thug nigga life, yeah