This is a song about "I m a thug"

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

But they sold jello in the paint

Heard you gotta be a thug

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Forget it i'm done with being a so called "thug",

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

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

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Now you know i'm no thug but i been through a bit

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid