Thuggin For Real
(专辑: Life After Fame - 2018)
Uh-uh-uh (ra, ra, ra) Uh-uh-uh (ooo-wee, ra) Aye, turn my mic up, gang I
don't know what they on but bitch we thugging for real 'Fore I
walk up out my home I
swear I'm clutching my steel I
swear I'm tucking my steel, gang Quando Rondo nigga (aye yeah) Feds kicked my grandma door in talking 'bout a
shooting Trending topic of my city, gotta watch how I'm moving I
know these niggas out to get me, I
don't trust nobody Leeky strapped up with that glizzy down to catch a
body Riding around I'm riding And I'm sliding on any fuck nigga claiming they want it When there's beef we on your street I'm not gone drop the
bag on it It's consequences when you fuck with me and any of my homies When it come to that fuck shit swear to God that we on it Can't say that I'm caught up in the
fame 'Cause bitch I
stay in the
streets Catch him slipping and bust his brains You know I
stay with that heat He better not mention my name Or we gon put him asleep Niggas say what bout that gang Bitch know that all us gone creep No face, no case they don't know who the
shooter All white .38 and I
got it from boo I'll up the
murder rate nigga play I'ma do 'em So I
got the
license plate so now I
gotta lose 'em Popping these percys I
swear I
abuse them Thugging in public we upping on Truman That nigga had ran it was him and manz We flipping this city and calling my shooters These niggas be bluffing, ain't really no killa's Got a
drum on the
Glock call that bitch Reggie Miller The
shit that they talking I
swear I
don't feel it Push it up, bitch it's stuck, I
swear I
don't miss When it's up, bitch it's stuck, I
swear I'ma kill 'em, ohh When it's up, bitch it's stuck, I
swear I'ma kill 'em, gang Wake every morning brush my teeth and throw my flag to my left Drop to my knees and say a
prayer, Lord I'm asking for help I
grab my hecktor out the
dresser then I
walk by myself I
wonder who gone walk with my through the
valley of death Feds kicked my grandma door in talking 'bout a
shooting Trending topic of my city, gotta watch how I'm moving I
know these niggas out to get me, I
don't trust nobody Leeky strapped up with that glizzy down to catch a
body Riding around I'm riding And I'm sliding on any fuck nigga claiming they want it When there's beef we on your street I'm not gone drop the
bag on it Its consequences when you fuck with me and any of my homies When it come to that fuck shit swear to God that we on it We on it And we coming Point at your head like who want it? In these streets this shit get real So I'm prepared for the
moment All that fuck shit get you killed I
can't fuck with you phonies Every day I'm in the
field, I'ma go off just like Tony And I
ain't had to ask for shit, I
ran it up by my lonely The
Glocks they come with thirty sticks, for me to split my opponent Spin on that block, let off some shots Was tryna take off your stomach And all my niggas clear the
business, bust yo shit if I
want it Got me a
bag, had to get me a
check Thanking the
Lord everyday how I'm blessed Fuck niggas mad I'ma stand in their chest He cross the
line, I'ma take off his neck Check out my diamonds, I
flooded my neck Shoutout to my city they know who the
best Fuck all the
haters, bitch get off my dick Never gon' fold, I
was built for this shit T-shirts and picture frames, I'm tryna put your face on it I
grabbed a
.38, a
dirty K
now I'm like who want it? If you want cancer I
got answers, bitch we right on your corner It's on sight gone take your life walk down and put this bitch on you Feds kicked my grandma door in talking 'bout a
shooting Trending topic of my city, gotta watch how I'm moving I
know these niggas out to get me, I
don't trust nobody Leeky strapped up with that glizzy down to catch a
body Riding around I'm riding And I'm sliding on any fuck nigga claiming they want it When there's beef we on your street I'm not gone drop the
bag on it Its consequences when you fuck with me and any of my homies When it come to that fuck shit swear to God that we on it