Shit... I've been a thug my whole motherfucking life Struggling Doing what the fuck I've got to do to survive Bottom line Thugline
You see me on T.V. but you don't really know me Don't know the story of the
warrior And how I survived in this game Nigga never had shit Had to work to get it Or I had to steal it Most of the time I was hungry That's why I did it I ain't bullshittin, seventeen I'm leavin the house, I need my own Nigga done tried to be grown And fucked around Now I'm homeless on the streets With my niggas I learned About every drug The heroine, the weed, the speed, the crack, the sherm But we was broke and we couldn't afford it But niggas was schemin and plottin on shit Oh yes you know this I come from a long line of thugs Us strugglers hustle what we can rustle up It might not have been too much But we always got just enough,
our hard times Kept niggas together through all the windy weather And nigga whenever you need somebody to roll I'm goin to be there, you know me A nigga stayed thug devoted in the streets When I didn't have a place to sleep or shit to eat My family goin through some pains They struggle but they make out My people off their hinges And it was against our religion as a witness So you know I really can't comprehend it My mother and father told me: don't mess with drugs and why you smokin? I was right or wrong? Can't understand it If the purpose was to have a nigga struggle I don't think they should have had me, had me Think they never should of had me As I drop to my knees can't you see I ain't happy?
I hope it won't be long, I hope it won't be long Before I end this song, I wanna end this song I hope it won't be long, it won't be long I need to end this song, this sad song I hope it won't be long, I hope it won't be long Before I end this song, I need to end this song I hope it won't be long, it won't be long I need to end this song, sad song
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