Still Thuggin'
J. Stalin
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Mama I'm still thuggin, but I still pray It ain't your fault a nigga Ended up sellin' yay It ain't your fault I was Goin' down the wrong way Mama I'm still humble You raised a real hustla Gave me the third eye to See them fake mothafuckas Told me change my ways cuz' we Livin' in the last days I was livin' fast all I can say is crime pays You smoke but never let me Go without the new J's Mama I'm all around, cuz I'm a star now If was alive, he'd be so proud Some how, I came out the dark clouds Just like when I stopped Smoking black and milds Mama I'm not a child, you'd be so surprised At times I think you can see The black in my eyes The world is a maze, life is a game of spades But I can separate the angels from the devils Mama this shit crazy, I play with heavy metal (Mama this shit crazy I play with heavy metal) Mama I'm still thuggin' the world Is a war zone my niggas is inmates And most of em' dead and gone That's why I stay with my chrome that's Why I stay with my chrome Mama these eyes have seen a Whole lot of tragedy That's why I f*ck with Jaz cuz I know he'll blast for me Livewire took over the game Like a catastrophe Now every fuckin' gold diggin' Bitch is after me West Oakland remind me of Iraq So many niggas I miss that Ain't never comin' back The niggas is sellin' coke And the bitches stay on the track I'm whippin' and gettin' scratch I'm hustlin' and stayin' strapped But these haters don't like that Got it on me right now I ain't gotta come back Mama it's cold outside and The sky gettin' black Told me never get attached to Nothing I can't leave And never believe in honor among thieves Livewire, you fuckin' with some real Gs Mama I'm still thuggin' the world Is a war zone my niggas is inmates And most of em' dead and gone That's why I stay with my chrome that's Why I stay with my chrome I really miss my nigga That's why I be smoke hella weed If I wanted to be professional I Had to stop poppin' E's I appreciate the man that you made me Daddy was gone so West Oakland raised me I look like Gregory and act like and even Though we be fightin' like the navy No matter what you do you're Still my number one lady Got my shit together then I Made the game pay me She ain't raise a nigga to be lazy My number one fans say these Niggas can't fade me Keep a nigga grounded never let The fame break me Shout out to my mom cuz I'll Never forget who made me Nigga shout out to my mom cuz I'll never forget who made me Mama I'm still thuggin' the world Is a war zone my niggas is inmates And most of em' dead and gone That's why I stay with my chrome that's Why I stay with my chrome
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Written by: JOVAN SMITH, MARQUS BROWN
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