This is a song about "Thug shit"

Where would i be without my dogs

Never a thug i just didn't play with rocks

And weezy's gonna drop tha carter 5, we alright, thug cry,

Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

And we ride rotten, 2 choppers found dirty sirens

Shawty where your baton, racing through my mind like

And your shit is glass thug and you never outside

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Thinks he's a mad thug stacking a stash of crack drugs

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

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

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

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

I'm lights out pull the plug you should feel me like a thug

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck