"Thug Letter" lyrics
No stylist but look like I hit Coachella
Came up now I'm living even better
Writing notes
This a thug letter
Trying to get my mind together
Blood stains on my sweater
Blood on designer denim
Now we eat finer dinners
I ain't just rhyming with 'em
Can't keep up with no gnats
OG still throw back
Swag get deep, new Kangol hat
Locked in the booth
Niggas know where I'm at
Living my life, this just ain't rap
Fuck ass niggas be cap
Test these waters, hope you strapped
Finna take my whole life off the map
I'm a hood baby, everybody know
Growing up pops slanging dope
In poverty, the funds been low
My big brother in and out of court
I'm saving up cause you never know
Old money stashed in the floor
Judge called life for the bro
Damn, they did my nigga wrong
Paint the city red so quick and fast
Soon as you play with me
This here in my hand
I hit one time and put you straight to sleep
Pull up in a Burban
All black tuck to get from A to Z
Locked in with my grind because
I know that's the best way to be
I want you to hold it all the way down
For a real nigga
I appreciate the family that's on my side
And that's still with me
No stylist but look like I hit Coachella
Came up now I'm living even better
Writing notes
This a thug letter
Trying to get my mind together
Blood stains on my sweater
Blood on designer denim
Now we eat finer dinners
I ain't just rhyming with 'em
Can't keep up with no gnats
OG still throw back
Swag get deep, new Kangol hat
Locked in the booth
Niggas know where I'm at
Living my life, this just ain't rap
Fuck ass niggas be cap
Test these waters, hope you strapped
Finna take my whole life off the map
A lot of fans telling me
That I made it
Came from nothing, I'm momo baby
Stacking real Benjamins up lately
How you hating and your shit outdated
In the studio
I'm getting faded
Old school put the bitch on Daytons
Private chef whipping grits and bacon
I hustle for it, I can't let you take it
Ain't no money for you inside
Crossing states in a red eye
It feel so late
But I'm on time
Pass me the ball
I'ma dunk mine
OG mason real on the dime
Great lamb chops from Ocean Prime
Getting more money still on my mind
Flip that shit
When it's crunch time
Paint the city red so quick and fast
Soon as you play with me
This here in my hand
I hit one time and put you straight to sleep
Pull up in a Burban
All black tuck to get from A to Z
Locked in with my grind because
I know that's the best way to be
Paint the city red so quick and fast
Soon as you play with me
This here in my hand
I hit one time and put you straight to sleep
Pull up in a Burban
All black tuck to get from A to Z
Locked in with my grind because
I know that's the best way to be
Paint the city red so quick and fast
Soon as you play with me
This here in my hand
I hit one time and put you straight to sleep...
Came up now I'm living even better
Writing notes
This a thug letter
Trying to get my mind together
Blood stains on my sweater
Blood on designer denim
Now we eat finer dinners
I ain't just rhyming with 'em
Can't keep up with no gnats
OG still throw back
Swag get deep, new Kangol hat
Locked in the booth
Niggas know where I'm at
Living my life, this just ain't rap
Fuck ass niggas be cap
Test these waters, hope you strapped
Finna take my whole life off the map
I'm a hood baby, everybody know
Growing up pops slanging dope
In poverty, the funds been low
My big brother in and out of court
I'm saving up cause you never know
Old money stashed in the floor
Judge called life for the bro
Damn, they did my nigga wrong
Paint the city red so quick and fast
Soon as you play with me
This here in my hand
I hit one time and put you straight to sleep
Pull up in a Burban
All black tuck to get from A to Z
Locked in with my grind because
I know that's the best way to be
I want you to hold it all the way down
For a real nigga
I appreciate the family that's on my side
And that's still with me
No stylist but look like I hit Coachella
Came up now I'm living even better
Writing notes
This a thug letter
Trying to get my mind together
Blood stains on my sweater
Blood on designer denim
Now we eat finer dinners
I ain't just rhyming with 'em
Can't keep up with no gnats
OG still throw back
Swag get deep, new Kangol hat
Locked in the booth
Niggas know where I'm at
Living my life, this just ain't rap
Fuck ass niggas be cap
Test these waters, hope you strapped
Finna take my whole life off the map
A lot of fans telling me
That I made it
Came from nothing, I'm momo baby
Stacking real Benjamins up lately
How you hating and your shit outdated
In the studio
I'm getting faded
Old school put the bitch on Daytons
Private chef whipping grits and bacon
I hustle for it, I can't let you take it
Ain't no money for you inside
Crossing states in a red eye
It feel so late
But I'm on time
Pass me the ball
I'ma dunk mine
OG mason real on the dime
Great lamb chops from Ocean Prime
Getting more money still on my mind
Flip that shit
When it's crunch time
Paint the city red so quick and fast
Soon as you play with me
This here in my hand
I hit one time and put you straight to sleep
Pull up in a Burban
All black tuck to get from A to Z
Locked in with my grind because
I know that's the best way to be
Paint the city red so quick and fast
Soon as you play with me
This here in my hand
I hit one time and put you straight to sleep
Pull up in a Burban
All black tuck to get from A to Z
Locked in with my grind because
I know that's the best way to be
Paint the city red so quick and fast
Soon as you play with me
This here in my hand
I hit one time and put you straight to sleep...
