Lyrics:
guess sometimes they wanna chat
Faith in the bible by the bed
Trust in the Glock under my mat
Reminiscing ‘bout the choices that I
Made in the past
Broken
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
to win by any cause
By any means, of course
Thug but I want more
Even in cuffs, above the law
Entrusted by them all
Get snubbed by my paw
Cause eruption
When I hear your name
Boy you got it an I want it
Boy you're what I'm looking for!
[Chorus]
A thug boy
A tough boy
A rough boy
My kind of boy
[Napolean - Verse 1]
Yo, it's gettin colder with time, Thug rollers with rhymes
Gotta look out for the spineless, marchin with mines
Outlawz
to dust)
Someone who cares, who cares, who cares (I'm afraid, afraid of love)
You want a thug? That's what you got, you better know what's comin' with
smile and she do it with the sex
Pop bottles, make love, thug passion, red bottoms, Moncler, high fashion
Belt buckles, door handles, gold plated. Bal
a fuck about us
And when I start to rise
A hero in their children's eyes
Now they give a fuck about us
Some say niggaz is hard headed cause we love
die for me now
Only got one clique, they Outlawz on the Row
Fair exchange when we fuck them hoes
Repetitive blows are thrown, to my foes
No love shown
based on the same place and the same zone
-thugs call me the don, but never feel my calm
-at the same time you know it's hard for me to stay on
Yeah I'm
(love is so real)
She lovin' the thug
And she lovin' the fuck, and she come and she come and she chills (come and she chills)
Girl, I'm so high off
But I'm player homie
So I had to hit
While you buying her drinks (in the club)
Acting like you (in love)
Stunting like you (all thug)
We was (switching
like you in love
Stunting like you all thug
We was switching numbers
She looking at you and I walk by
You turn your head, she wink her eye
I can't help
don't want nobody else
And we gone make love in this club
Get these feelings from a thug
When you high up off them drugs
You don't like to cuddle up
My
the sticky
I kiss it til your legs numb when you wax the kitty
You fell in love with a thug and they know you pretty
I know they hate to see it
I Found me one
And you don't call my phone
You left me all alone
I can't fix my life
When my heart still broke
My own momma love me
It's amazing we made it
I'm only real
for the low that's plug love
Shoutout Puncho, that's my thug thug
I stayed down now I'm above
As real as it get it's just hard if you make it
My plug
no beginner
Round for round goin pound for pound
If you with it then nigga show me you a winner
Need a thug who ain't looking for love
Keep it real man
get thru it
I been getting side eyes from the one that I love
They know I'm Mr FlyGuy I'm Two High for a Dove
It Walk Down no Drive-Bys they'll do it
Won't you give me all a hug today?
Won't you give me love today?
Won't you be my lil thug today
I know you know want it now
Butt It ain't no
the cats that hate love
Can't trust nobody with the motto to take love
My M.O. been forgotten for fake thugs
Covered for the people they take from
Watch your
you tryna thug me, they get mad when I wanna be alone
Why you still tryna thug me, all I wanna do is love you
Ain't got love inside my body, quick to,
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