Thug Story

Point a nigga out and he can get it
Watch me put it right up in his fitted
Everyday my niggaz dying so dis how I'm living
I jus get so sick of trying it feel like I'm quitting
I was raised in da projects it ain't no love everybody heartless dis how we growed up
Living in apartments nobody showed us
How da shit could be
So we out here in da streets
Looka me
I'm out here thiggin by my loansome
All my niggaz poppin pills yea dey on sumn
We running down on anything look sweet nigga
So dis side is most likely where dey won't come
Mama don't really understand so she pray for me
It's fucked up she keep my lil brother away from me
But fuk it tho cuz either way it ain't no chance for us
Ain't like we had a daddy round to hold I'll hand for us
So ain't no love in me
Living by da gun ima die by it
I'm right here in da slums nigga come try it
Holding on to my steel
Dey wanna get me killed man I swear dis shit get real in da field
And ima ride wit my muhfukin niggaz
Most likely ima die wit my finger on da trigger
I been thuggin outside all day wit my niggaz
And I ain't going in less I'm wit my niggaz
Yea
Living by da gun ima die by it
I'm right here in da slums nigga come try it
Holding on to my steel
Dey wanna get me killed man I swear dis shit get real my nigga yea

I'm a mutha fukin thug wat else is there to be
I ain't flipping no burgers I put my self up in da streets
Ain't no father growing up my mama kicked me out da house
So all I really got is me to put some food up in my mouth
Tried to get a fukin job dem krackaz neva called me back
So niggaz taught me how to trap and every week I get a stack
I ain't worried bout a nigga aye homie go get da strap
A nigga walk up he gon see dis bitch here sitting on my lap
Now wat u wanna do
Keep calm and collect
If I see u reach den dis heat drawn at ya neck
I got tears in my eyes if I cry den u a dead man
Henny don't ease me den I kno dat da meds can
Every single day I got dis dope up in my system
If it ain't da weed pills den I fill it wit da liquor
Keep my flag at all times bitch I am who I am
2 choices man I kno it's either dead or da can
Ask me if I give a fuk ain't wanna be here in da first place
Every year I feel like I won't make it to my birthday
Deez niggaz killing over pussy easy way to die
Tell me I can make it out I'll tell ya ass dat u a lie
All I got is me
Point a nigga out and he can get it
Watch me put it right up in his fitted
Everyday my niggaz dying so dis how I'm living
I jus get so sick of trying it feel like I'm quitting
I was raised in da projects it ain't no love everybody heartless dis how we growed up
Living in apartments nobody showed us
How da shit could be
So we out here in da streets
Looka me



Credits
Writer(s): Raashid Muhammad
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