This is a song about "Thug niggas"

Where you welcome to problems

But with the thug life comes

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

That shit was wack as fuck

Like im some sorta thug

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

You thought you got thug life mastered.

When a thug cries and it only happens

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Victims of that thug life

... club, we'll be actin' real nice