This is a song about "Falling victim to the thug life"

But he was to busy falling

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Lately been writing poems

But with the thug life comes

It's a fools fatewithout your word

You thought you got thug life mastered.

She tried to spark the ignition, but was charred as a victim of a blazy wreck

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

I'm larry david, gimme my paper

Im falling out of life like a ranger

My life is falling down the drain

I'm going off the top of the brain

You ain't a thug just a crushed bug on my windshield on the road to fame,

I like the way you talk ya game we mite be one and the same

Still living the thug life

I need a backyard full court size