GetRichZay, Noisy Jay, Sreehari (Producer), Prod Lovesick - Still Thuggin lyrics

[GetRichZay, Noisy Jay, Sreehari Producer, Prod Lovesick - Still Thuggin lyrics]

Long live Crazy long live Fifty (Gang)
Free Rachi (Noisy on the beat) yeah, ayy

Bitch, I do it for my mama and
My sisters and the bros (Aight, come on)
Yeah, I was young as hell
I was makin' an AB honor roll
Yeah, seen my mama smile, she was proud
She said I was on the road (I swear)
But that was elementary
When I touched sixth grade that shit was over
Yeah, twelve years old I was
Thuggin', it was me, Big So
Yeah, we was like
Thirteen stealin' scooters
Ridin' with these totes (Aight, come on)
Yeah, met Lil Flip (Ayy, Lil Flip) , swear
That bitch my brother, We locked in forever
Yeah, you can ask my mama and his mama
We was just together
Yeah, and that's on six, you
Can ask my city, bitch, We real pressure
(On six, aight, come on)
Yeah, we kept that blick
We ready to crack 'em open
Just like a treasure (Yeah, that blick)
I remember at the seventh grade
Yeah, it was summertime
We was outside thuggin' for
Seven days straight (Straight up)
Lookin' for a lick
Tryna scrape somebody plate
Yeah, we them young niggas
(Yeah) , we hide with thirty-eights
With thirty-eights (What else?)
Posted up in Eagle Point
We made a short cut through the gate
(Let's go) we knew every cut
(Aight) , so we won't never worry
'bout the jakes (Uh huh, Come on)
We turnt sixteen and them crackers tried
To hit us with that shh
We 2 Solid Gang, we made at home
(Facts) , you know we kept it shh (2SG 4L
That's my gang)
Fuck around, creep through the woods
All that nigga heard was shh (Bah, bah, bah)
I send foenem through your
Hood with them switches, They go fft
(Yeah, ayy, folks)
Yeah, sixteen, bitch, I'm still thuggin'
(Ayy, bitch, I'm still) yeah, seventeen
That's when this lil' rap
Shit started buzzin' hold up, wait, I was
Sixteen, had my daughter, Swear I love her
(Yeah, that's my baby)
It's like she on the top of the world
I can't even name one thing
That I'm puttin' above her
Yeah, somebody pull on my baby
I'm lettin' it burn like Usher
(I'm lettin' it, aight, come on)
Yeah, she the only thing gave me strength
I was fucked up walkin' on crutches
(I swear I was fucked up)
Yeah, then I turned eighteen
My mama told me that I'm on
(My mama told me I'm on)
I said, "I know that you got my back
But I been thuggin' on my own"
(Been thuggin' on my own)
Me, my baby mama, we fightin' every day
Can't get along (Can't get along)
It seem like shit start goin' right
That's when everything start goin' wrong
(Shit goin' wrong) yeah, get that bag
Nigga started gettin' paid for
Every single song (Every single song)
Damn, how the fuck he gettin'
Paid for sayin' "Aight, Come on"?
(Sayin', "Aight, bruh, come on")
Bitch, I turned nineteen, then I met Stunna 4
(I met Stunna 4) i swear that's my nigga
Always wondered how it feel to stunt on hoes
We all in LA, smokin' a lot of strains
We countin' a lot of rose
Bitch, I'm twenty, a nigga still thuggin'
I'm still totin' my pole
(Still thuggin', that fire, fire)

Put all that shit on now
I don't give no fuck, Uh
Nigga play, he gon' lay six shit
Yeah gang
Fah, fah, fah

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