This is a song about "I a real thug"

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

I said my lesson was learned but i continue to thug

Pop-pop, hit a mini mug

Heard you gotta be a thug

A twenty somethin cup

Treated like dirt, living like a thug

I got a tattoo saying thug life, all i need now is a gold chain,

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

I dont give a fuck if your a thug an use clips with slugs.

Thinks he's a mad thug stacking a stash of crack drugs

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I was told i wasn’t about the thug life

We will never die, we are forever alive

Talking real grizzy,never seen a pistol nor hold one i make this real easy

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see