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Life of a thug
- Verse 1
- Im a chocolate fanatic
- Kinda of a addict
- Just a bit ratchet
- But idk know fashion
- Boom
- Gun automatic
- My tactics are tragic
- Hit u like a classic
- Bitch that shit like magic
- Boom
- Look at my schematics
- Them shit diplomatic
- Your girl go ecstatic
- When i hit her like a hatchet
- That shit get graphic
- Boom
- Beats into chorus
- Chorus
- I got the strap
- Boom boom boom
- It go clap
- Boom
- I got the strap
- Boom boom boom
- It go clap
- Boom
- Guns in my area better stay strapped Bitch fo u get clapped. Watch yo back
- beats
- Verse 2
- When i pull up to yo block, i got the glock
- Yeah yeah
- You know that your fucked, finna get rocked
- Bamm bam bop
- Bitch you got popped
- Bullet in your dome in your home
- 9 feet in the ground funeral its a no show
- No po
- No hoes
- No bros
- No calls coming to yo phone
- Yeah, that's a low blow.
- No one gives a fuck u was on death row
- boom
- Beats into chorus
- Chorus
- I got the strap
- Boom boom boom
- It go clap
- Boom
- I got the strap
- Boom boom boom
- It go clap
- Boom
- Guns in my area better stay strapped
- Bitch fo u get clapped.
- Beats
- Verse 3
- While rappin these raps
- And spittin these facts
- And droppin these tracks
- I make mad racks
- Coutin fat stacks
- Yeah yeah yeah
- And Smokin on a pack
- And Munchin on a snack
- She make it clap when she throw it back
- And She getting lapped
- And people talkin smack
- Bitches be wack
- I swear there on crack
- Got tats on my back
- And bitch thats a fact
- Yeah
- boom
- Ice on my wrist rings on my fist
- Yeah
- Mill in the bank think you get my drift
- Now im sittin here
- on the night shift
- Tryna make a list
- of all the bitches i onced kissed
- Beats change
- But its so long
- Yeah yeah
- That shit go on forever its a road run
- Yeah yeah
- I made a mill from a single song
- Yeah yeah
- And I don't belong
- Yeah yeah yeah
- In the life that i've undergone
- Yeah yeah yeah
- My head ringing like a gong
- Aggressive
- Beat change?
- I need a gun
- I aint fucking around no more this shit aint fun
- And i dont wanna die young yeah
- But the devil in my head tryna make me jump
- This weight on my shoulders feeling like a ton
- Thought i could be a real thug
- Thought i could run around sellin drugs on the block
- Thought i could pop a coupl bitches without a single thought
- But i cant
- Now im fucked
- I done messed up
- Yeah
- And Now im filled with dread
- Wishin i was dead
- Wishin i could put a bullet in my head
- It wasnt even worth it didnt make that much bread
- And im in the deep end
- Tryna tread
- Tryna stay alive but
- cant see ahead
- All i see is red
- And now im filled with lead
- Gunshot gunshot gunshot
- Beats end song
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