Thug For It
(专辑: The Port Of San Francisco - 2019)
It's 10: 30 in the
morning Sunday, March 31st San Francisco, California Just had to document that Let's go I'm back, feeling motivated (I'm back, feeling motivated) Fuck fame, lil' nigga, let's play a
money game (Off top) Fuck is clout, nigga? (Fuck is clout, bitch ass nigga?) These niggas credit card fraud, I'm a
hustler, man (Ayy, ayy, ayy) I
believe in miracles (I believe in miracles, baby) But I
still grind like Tony Hawk in '98, my money straight Dedication (Dedication, keep going, nigga) Talking numbers with the
bitch (Yeah), Mastro's reservation Add me up, player shit (Player shit, yeah) Playing basketball in my building with straight techies and shit (Techies and shit) I
like 'em low-key (Low-key) If I
bring you to my crib, baby, don't be taking pictures and shit What's the
deal, love? (What's the
deal?) I've been peeping your Instagram and seen that you been yourself, love You just need a
plan, baby (Tap in), check I
can be your motivation, baby (Check, quit playin') They don't make 'em like me no more, I'm real real player with it Count a
hundred thousand, go and eat with my lady friend Valet the
whip, orange guts, this that custom shit (Off top) That money just hit a
little different when you thug for it So long (Yeah, check) That money just hit a
little different when you thug for it I
been in this game so long (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, check) So long (I can shed a
tear on this motherfucking beat It's been a
long time comin') I
been in this game so long (Still got a
ways to go, shit crazy, though Check it out, yeah yeah, uh) I
need this fish tank in my living room vibes You left me at my lowest, baby, I
can't even lie But it's always love, you went hard for the
kid But whoever would've thought you'd fall in love with a
trick? (Goddamn) Creating paradise with these flows, stay on my toes Going hard 'til a
nigga get that Rolls, after that I
hustle more They looked down, I
got stronger I'm a
motherfucking beast, it ain't shit that can hold me On this road by my lonely, even family turned on me Got this blamming thing on me, so I
wish a
nigga would Bounced out looking clean, make sure the
'fit good With this pineapple smoothie, bitch, you know I
taste good They don't make 'em like me no more, I'm real real player with it Count a
hundred thousand, go and eat with my lady friend Valet the
whip, orange guts, this that custom shit (Off top) That money just hit a
little different when you thug for it So long (Yeah, check) That money just hit a
little different when you thug for it I
been in this game so long (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, check) So long (I can shed a
tear on this motherfucking beat It's been a
long time comin') I
been in this game so long (Still got a
ways to go, shit crazy, though)