This is a song about "You are not a thug"

Heard you gotta be a thug

Money i make em buck

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

But you are not a g so you can't stop cos you never started

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

Now you rapping like you savage, you killer, hip-hop classic, pretend to be a thug,

You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

My mom is a thug, she'll fuck you up

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Treated like dirt, living like a thug

Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit

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