This is a song about "A thugs life"

I'm everything that they call nice

I feel like a low-life, with no life

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Forget it start a new life

I don't give a fuck whether or not you hang with thugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Forty mental slugs for these corny gental thugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Y’all giving thugs some guidance, it’s a sharp mentality,

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Life on a platter, life looking dapper

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Ever since i was a little kid, i never truly ran with thugs,

Under 25, living the fuckin life

The drug life, a hard life, no wife