This is a song about "Real thug"

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

I was told i wasn’t about the thug life

I used to have a nine to five

Victims of that thug life

We all just victims of that thug life

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

Still living the thug life

Before we see it's hard to live

Good kids make bad grown ups

But with the thug life comes

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

You thought you got thug life mastered.

Your not a thug but your a bitch

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich