This is a song about "Young thug fake"

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

I said my lesson was learned but i continue to thug

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Heard you gotta be a thug

Uh ha, you know what

Your not a thug but your a bitch

They vaguely decipher my language

When a thug cries and it only happens

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Ur love was always fake

J. cole runnin' late

Fake young snitches that call us up

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

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

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