Thug Life lyrics

by

Drake


[Verse 1]
Scrape the corner, buy a Rover
Crack inside my grandma's sofa
Sunday, family coming over
Move the crack behind the toaster
Carry pistols with no holsters
Trying not to be a poster
You was listening to your coaches
I was listening to the vultures
And I slept with rats and roaches
That's why I don't smoke no roaches
n*ggas tryna knock my focus
Wonder why I'm sippin' potion
We happy, dawg, but we ain't joking
Big bullets, we ain't poking
In that pus*y, slow motion
n*gga, ain't none of my songs wrote

[Chorus]
I'm thinking to myself, you ain't gang, n*gga, f*ck you
Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, n*gga, f*ck you
If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you
Dog-ass b*tch, I knew I never should've trust you

[Verse 2]
Ho, stab a n*gga in the back like the streets do
Can't believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you
n*ggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through
Gang, gang, screaming, "f*ck you, they want to eat you"
My son got asthma, grandma having spasms
f*ck the chatter, he gon' tattle, put 'em on the platter
Snakes plotting on my downfall, I can hear 'em rattle
(That f*ck n*gga gon' flop, man, 21 ain't even no real n*gga, f*ck that n*gga)
We sticking to the G code, n*gga, we ain't beefin' over freak ho's
I hit her on the D low, yeah, she like my steelo
That n*gga think that he a bully, do him like Craig did Deebo
30-round hangin' out the big Glock
n*gga, no six shots, shootin' 'til the clip stops
You a lil' kid and I'm a big dog
n*gga, when we pullin' up the sticks out
Too much money got 'em p*ssed off
n*gga, I'ma pull up at your b*tch house
f*ck a n*ggas b*tch to get a kick out it
n*gga pop percs, gon' get a kick out it
Drinking on syrup with my di*k out
Glock-17 with the di*k out
[Chorus]
I'm thinking to myself, you ain't gang, n*gga, f*ck you
Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, n*gga, f*ck you
If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you
Dog-ass b*tch, I knew I never should've trust you

[Bridge]
What you want, ho, I got what you want, ho
What you want, ho, I got what you want, ho
What you want, ho, I got what you want, ho
What you want, ho, I got what you want, ho

[Verse 3]
All my tint presidential, like I'm Trump, dawg
Secret service shooters, leave 'em n*ggas slumped, dawg
Denzel, I get surgical with this pump, dawg
Busting down, breaking down, then I put it in a blunt, dawg
Made man stamped, I got "21" stamped
In my face, teetee and taytay in the same count
I was down, bad and now I'm shining like a lamp
You put a ring on her, she ain't nothing but a tramp
They kicked me outta middle school and sent me to the house
We 'bout that gunplay, n*gga, motherf*ck your count
19, I bought a Cutlass, four 12's and an AMP
Beating down Glenwood, n*gga, feeling like a champ
n*gga, we ain't takin' no deals
Lil' n*gga, we ain't snitchin', we ain't making no sound
Used to jump n*ggas, now we jumping in a crowd
Used to make my mama cry, but now I make her proud
I remember rainy days but now she like the sound
[Chorus]
I'm thinking to myself, you ain't gang, n*gga, f*ck you
Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, n*gga, f*ck you
If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you
Dog-ass b*tch, I knew I never should've trust you

[Outro]
Ho, stab a n*gga in the back like the streets do
Can't believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you
n*ggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through
Gang, gang, screaming, "f*ck you, they want to eat you"
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