Still Thuggin lyrics

Once a youngin’ still thugging if they hating f*ck em
I work hard for this sh*t can’t let them take it from me
I ain’t hear to make friends just make the money
From instagram you would think every day was sunny
Rich ass n*ggas, bad trick ass b*tches
They play roles, then talk down and try to get back with you
I snatch bags and run roads, touchdown lets get it
No feelings at all, really got my b*tch in her feelings
I’m Tarzan cause I run with gorillas
Mink vest with the hood and my man he gone play the chinchilla
I can’t make this up, I ain’t hate not once
When I was down, never cried I got up and got something
I fill my soda with drank, put a perc on my tongue
Buy Valentino for bae, buy Gucci sh*t for my son
I rather thumb through check, why n*ggas posing wit guns
That ain’t gone justify yo broke ass being a bum
Sat back and I figured it out you n*ggas gay
You don’t even wanna flex, till the n*ggas is out
Pillow talking, now yo b*tch got my di*k in her mouth
That’s last night, now I’m up and I’m kicking her out
When it was only one working why you speaking bout drought
It was love, till I found out my b*tch was a mouse
Sorry momma, but yo boy was hiding bricks in yo house
Chinese math teachers couldn’t figure me out
Bankroll so big I gotta wiggle it out
f*ck boys wouldn’t prosper if I give em a route
Some n*gga rather sleep on the couch I guess its comfortable
We snatch the rapper off, then we eat just like a lunchable
Do what I wanna do, OGs say they can’t f*ck with you
You know that, and they ain’t never see this coming
And they don’t never be in the hood they claiming
And I can’t hit the strip club if I ain’t raining
Stuck in my ways and I ain’t changing, n*gga forget it
Whatever they say I did, n*gga I did it
f*ck an argument b*tch I ain’t tripping
Its a couple hoes want my baby without permission
Its all good doe