Thug Life – 21 Savage

Scrape the corner
Buy a Rover
Crack inside my grandmas 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
Niggas tryna knock my focus
Wonder why I’m sippin’ potion
We happy, dog but we ain’t joking
Big bullets, we ain’t poking
In that pu***, slow motion
Nigga ain’t none of my songs wrote

I’m thinking to myself you ain’t gang, ni***, f*** you
Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, ni***, f*** you
If he had the password to your phone he wouldn’t have cuffed you
Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should’ve trusted you

Hoe stab a ni*** in the back like the streets do
Can’t believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you
Niggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through
Gang, gang, screaming “Fuck you, they want to eat you”
My son got asthma, grandma having spasms
F*** the chatter, he gon’ tattle, put ‘em on the platter
Snakes plotting on my downfall I can hear ‘em rattle
(That f*** ni*** gone flop man
21 ain’t even no real ni***, f*** that nigga)
We sticking to the G code, ni*** we ain’t beefin’ over freak ho’s
I hit her on the D low, yeah she like my steelo
That ni*** think that he a bullet, do him like Craig did Deebo
30-round hangin’ out the big Glock
Nigga, no six shots, shootin’ ‘til the clip stops
You a lil’ cat, I’m a big dog
Nigga, when we pullin’ up the stick’s out
Too much money got ‘em pissed off
Nigga, I’ma pull up at yo bitch house
F*** a niggas bitch to get a kick out it
Nigga pop percs, ‘gone get a kick out it
Drinking on syrup with my dick out
Glock-17 with the dick out

I’m thinking to myself you ain’t gang, ni***, f*** you
Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, ni***, f*** you
If he had the password to your phone he wouldn’t have cuffed you
Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should’ve trusted you

Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho
Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho
Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho
Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho

All my tint presidential, like I’m Trump, dawg
Secret service shooters, leave ‘em niggas slumped, dawg
Denzel, I get surgical with this pump, dawg
Busting down, breaking down, then I put it in a blunt, dawg
Made a mess now, I got 21 washed out
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
The kicked me outta middle school and sent me to the house
We ‘bout that gunplay, ni***, motherfuck ‘yo count
19, I bought a Cutlass, four 12’s and an amp
Beating down Glenwood, ni***, feeling like a champ
Nigga, we ain’t takin’ no deals
Lil ni*** we ain’t snitchin’, we ain’t making no sound
Used to jump niggas, 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

I’m thinking to myself you ain’t gang, ni***, f*** you
Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, ni***, f*** you
If he had the password to your phone he wouldn’t have cuffed you
Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should’ve trusted you

Hoe stab a ni*** in the back like the streets do
Can’t believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you
Niggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through
Gang, gang, screaming “Fuck you, they want to eat you”