This is a song about "You wanna be a thug"

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

All black everthing on some jigga shit

At night water flow to my eyes ill be a thug till i die

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

You sound like a lazy wanna be activist throwing a fit

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Tryna be a thug and i aint gotta bust metals

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

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

Who was just there for the grub, the subs, the hugs n to be called a thug

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Girls dont wanna be near you like a teenager with chores

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Cause you a wannabe thug who'll do anything for a gun license