Thug Cry

Move quick
Cause I'm runnin outta patience
A lotta tough talk
From these internet gangsters
You cooped up
While I'm ridin in the spaceship
Smokin on mid
You know I'm smokin on the space shit
Tawk nice
Or you might get a facelift
Move nice
Or you might be a patient
Oh I'm
Feelin like I'm in the matrix
A lotta thugs cried
Just for me to get a break bitch
Move quick
Cause I'm runnin outta patience
A lotta tough talk
From these internet gangsters
You cooped up
While I'm ridin in the spaceship
Smokin on mid
You know I'm smokin on the space shit
Tawk nice
Or you might get a facelift
Move nice
Or you might be a patient
Oh I'm
Feelin like I'm in the matrix
A lotta thugs cried
Just for me to get a break bitch

Me and the reaper is family
Death ain't a concern when you Family
The way that I move rule yo sanity
Stick got you struttin
No pageantry
Talk down on my name
That's a tragedy
Fake is the way that you handled it
And all you had left was the panderin
Fuck bout yo stories
Now no man yo advocate
Big folk
Wit da 40 on him
But he hold his weight
Never leanin
Young g
Got a nine beam
Like 2K
Way he greenin
Dope moves got em fien'in
Quick plays
No screenin
You cannot come to the table with BOS
This big talk
You can't see it
Bangin like screen doors in the wind
Little bitch
I came to win
I dare you to lie bout me again
Swear
That might be yo last sin
Keepin my cup full of Henn
And keepin a clip full of rounds
While keepin my eyes on the prowl
Cause who know
Next he might send 12 to my house

Move quick
Cause I'm runnin outta patience
A lotta tough talk
From these internet gangsters
You cooped up
While I'm ridin in the spaceship
Smokin on mid
You know I'm smokin on the space shit
Tawk nice
Or you might get a facelift
Move nice
Or you might be a patient
Oh I'm
Feelin like I'm in the matrix
A lotta thugs cried
Just for me to get a break bitch
Move quick
Cause I'm runnin outta patience
A lotta tough talk
From these internet gangsters
You cooped up
While I'm ridin in the spaceship
Smokin on mid
You know I'm smokin on the space shit
Tawk nice
Or you might get a facelift
Move nice
Or you might be a patient
Oh I'm
Feelin like I'm in the matrix
A lotta thugs cried
Just for me to get a break bitch

They called Nat Turner a thug
Malcolm
Martin
They was thugs
Look
Huey Newton
He was thug
Tookie know
Hoover thug
So
Why the fuck would I show love
To someone thinkin I'm a thug
Bet if they had my killed my bother that night
On yo lawn
They woulda called him thug
Boy
You don't really care
Wit yo unlocked hair
Tryna find the protest
And get a flick while you there
With yo fist in the air
Then go home to yo lair
Then you callin dispatch
Makin sure yo buddies near
Say they callin me crazy
Shit
That don't amaze me
When you lie to they faces
Nothin can phase me
Go tell em the truth
Oh wait
It don't work with yo angles
Middle finger to the spangled
Hand on heart
You a faithful
Look
Yo career without me
Fable
Me
Ten K without a label
Look
We are not the same nigga
No one tell you stay dangerous
Look
All my ancestors gangster
Even if they wasn't bangin
Look

Move quick
Cause I'm runnin outta patience
A lotta tough talk
From these internet gangsters
You cooped up
While I'm ridin in the spaceship
Smokin on mid
You know I'm smokin on the space shit
Tawk nice
Or you might get a facelift
Move nice
Or you might be a patient
Oh I'm
Feelin like I'm in the matrix
A lotta thugs cried
Just for me to get a break bitch
Move quick
Cause I'm runnin outta patience
A lotta tough talk
From these internet gangsters
You cooped up
While I'm ridin in the spaceship
Smokin on mid
You know I'm smokin on the space shit
Tawk nice
Or you might get a facelift
Move nice
Or you might be a patient
Oh I'm
Feelin like I'm in the matrix
A lotta thugs cried
Just for me to get a break bitch



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Writer(s): Jaylen Bennett-cavaiani
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