Thuggin'

Niggas be like "Fred, you ain't never lied"

Fuck the rap shit my gangsta is solidified

Still do my business on the side

Bitch if you police, don't pay me no nevermind

I was thuggin'

Black and red laces in my number threes

Take a pull up off the wood and let that motherfucka breathe

Sit outside a busta crib and let that mothafucka leave

Walk his ass back in and put him on his mothafuckin' knees

Thuggin'

Never takin' no for an answer

Might just take a loss but bitch I’d rather take my chances

Liquor got me lurkin' where you're livin' in the night time

59 fifty to the left but I'm in my right mind

Thuggin'

Pants gonna be saggin' til I'm 40

Still lyrically sharper than these short bus shorties

Phonies ain't gon' throw me in this Minstrel Show

These labels see how far up in their mouth my dick can go

So go on and, choke on this meat and throw my song on repeat

Might move away one day but I'm always gonna belong to the streets

I'm straight thuggin'

And it feels so good, and it feels so right yeah

And it feels so good, and it feels so right

Cause mothafucka I'm thuggin'

Selling you the science of the street rap

Every mothafuckin' show I do is off the meat rack

I done been in jail, I do my best not to repeat that

I’m tryin to feed my family, give a fuck about your feedback

Critically acclaimed, but that shit don't mean a thing

When you rocking mics and still in microwaves cooking 'caine

Never trippin' on a dame, I'm too cold for you broke hoes

Don't let the knob hit your booty when the door close, bitch

She let me hit it cause I'm thuggin'

Squares need not apply, I'm so fly I might fuck her cousin

Swiftly 'bout to stick a sweet dick in your sweetheart

Then get some groceries off might geek a EBT card

Why the Feds worried 'bout me clocking on this corner

When there's politicians out here getting popped in Arizona

Bitch I'm thuggin'

And it feels so good, and it feels so right

And it feels so good, and it feels so right

Cause mothafucka I'm thuggin'

"We’re not against rappers, we're against those thugs"

Can't be legit when every nigga in your clique sold drugs

Renegade felons in my faculty, real killers can vouch for me

Kick it at the crib where your children might cop an ounce from me

And smoke out in the Chevy with us, cause in the past

My low class black ass would serve my own fucking family members

I hate to say it, ain't no need to be discreet

If she don't cop from me, she'll get it from a nigga up the street

Cause he thuggin'

And yo she'd probably suck his dick for it

She turn't out so it ain't shit to turn a trick for it

My Uncle last bitch, put him on the glass dick

Tried to rob a man to feed his habit, he got blasted

I live on borrowed time, my expiration date I'm past it

So lock me up forever, but this shit is everlasting

I'm thuggin'

And it feels so good, and it feels so right

And it feels so good, and it feels so right

Cause mothafucka I'm thuggin'

Bitch