This is a song about "Stacks bitches thug life"

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Lets celebrate, levitate, with the loud

Send her back saying "thug life" like im pac and im out

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

Back to the flashbacks blowing stacks

This is how she want to live

We all just victims of that thug life

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

You live life fuck bitches get the mula too kids don't do drugs just stay kool

Crap rappers wear gold chains and hold stacks

If i don't make that man there dance

It's easy life,you got so much bitches

Babe you know it gets no better than this

Its no days off, although i'm bored to work

You thought you got thug life mastered.