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- Feel like I'mma always be a thug tho (thug tho)
Poor, white, and pissy on a bar stool (bar stool)
My whole family, they all had it hard too (they had it hard too)
Yeah, we might get rich, but they don't love you (don't love you)
The thug you (this thug you)
All of my rent is paid, I-I got my money made
Dr-driving 'round with Diggs
In a Cadillac they just ****in' gave
Might be a movie star, you'll wonder who we are
How the hell they got a billboard?
That's the kinda **** we kill for
Pimp game like I'm Fillmore
Sippin' champagne at the Waldorf
Bright streak on my bottom row
Crooked teeth now designer gold
Oh, groovy me with my top button
And I'm lookin' like a Beatle
Oh, I am a major player, you will recognize later
Very rare Don Cheadle, unh
Livin' at the top of my limit, you better admit
That we top of the pyramid, I mean, who are you kiddin'?
Anybody willing to pretend
That we didn't just reinvent how to do it
Is ****in' losin' us in it
And I mean really what are we doin'
Comparing each other to one another
Like we ain't just some new money to people?
These rich mother****ers have no intention
Of ever letting a single one of us become illustrious, people
So cop the car, cop the chain, go full Gucci Mane
Know I love to (Know I love to)
Climb the ranks, wear the suit
Try to look cute like I'm supposed to
While I pin that, pen raps, tell a story, shoot *****
No Rapunzel; these hoes ain't lettin' down ****
That's why
Feel like I'mma always be a thug tho (thug tho)
Poor, white, and pissy on a bar stool (bar stool)
My whole family, they all had it hard too (they had it hard too)
Yeah, we might get rich, but they don't love you (don't love you)
The thug you (this thug you)
Please, don't quote me the price, that ain't even a flex
Send that invoice to PJ, he writes all of my checks
I-I just got off a plane, Bora Bora and back
A year ago I couldn't tell you where that was on a map (huh)
Hollywood living, never thought I would be into it
But these bedposts are strip poles
When my girl wants to get intimate
Got a fridge full of champagne, organic eggs now
Cashmere throw blankets here just to cover my legs now
And it ain't even cold, rockin' no socks in my shoes
Rafa in Santa Monica with a fireplace up on the roof
But you better know I'm still on my Bay ****
Really, like I never left it
Just got a few fewer boxes left on a very long checklist
And I can't escape the pain of those that came befo'
Aware I got a ways to go to change the course
For my family and I'll be damned if I don't get to it
This club is calling me VIP, but c'mon I ain't stupid
It's just a paper in my pocket acting as a passport
If I lose it they would stop me at the gate and task force
Probably come up with the dogs lookin' for the drugs so I
Feel like I'mma always be a thug tho (thug tho)
Poor, white and pissy on a bar stool (bar stool)
My whole family, they all had it hard too (they had it hard too)
Yeah, we might get rich, but they don't love you (don't love you)
The thug you (this thug you)
I said this goes out to my partners, man
I love you like you're brothers
You'd give me your last dollar, but I'd never take it from ya uh
Wife beaters in the summer
Just checkin' out the work, tryna go home with a number uh
I ? runners
I just wanna drink, rap, and pop a couple stunners
Grab a little wake me up and chop it like it's lumber
Talk **** and **** us over, bro
Quick to run you over uh
But did we make a bunch of memories?
Tried to change my ways, hard to run away from tendencies
Made a lot of friends, also made a couple enemies
And I swear I saw the devil in my empty glass of Hennessy
Hey! Up, up, and away
Where the **** I stay, man? Up, up in the Bay
Home of the Warriors, the Raiders and Oakland A's
I got pot that's makin' legal moves and fools that post for days
Yeah, my partners know that I'm a loyalist
I'm about as loyal and loyal gets
And I ain't trippin' off the next man, so if you cross the fam
Then you're guaranteed and ex man
See me comin', Chevy trucked up
Passenger side, gone off pills and ****ed up
I got partners makin' moves nation and worldwide
And I ain't heard no real **** ever since Furl died
Mob ****
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