This is a song about "Tough luck"

So if you didn't how i fuck ya bitch well your screwded tough luck ya bitch

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Cause my thing something vicious

Bread in pain yet told to be tough

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Stack it up, every one of my skills, my tactics tough

But killing the competition in that cosabella thong

When the going get's real tough, the tough are usually still wrong

To play rough without acting tough

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

Don't have any good luck.

Now they in the trap-house with some guns that they done borrowed

I've been down a tough road, while carrying a tough load

So baby don't act tough

That's why i shine like i does