This is a song about "Fast thug"

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

My balls die for the thug life

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Ima switch it up real fast

When a thug cries and it only happens

So here i am at the store for some chips

Victims of that thug life

Hop in and let me test drive

Still living the thug life

You make a nigga sing songs nice

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

I said my lesson was learned but i continue to thug

I don't really give a fuck

Like im some sorta thug

Im testin the pray x3 (fast)

600 benz, condo six hundred grand