This is a song about "Thug blood money"

They just don't give a fuck

Heard you gotta be a thug

Got my spoon tucked, you know im a thug

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Old school in my blood like a thug with a slug draped in mud drugs ina mug,

Your like young thug you a lonely stoner/

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Rhymes flow through me like blood

So i ain't giving a fuck

Rollin' down the four o five

Still living the thug life

"money and blood don't mix

I be giving work to the kids