Future — Thug Song

[Verse 1: Future] Livin in the streets, takin chances every day Hittin up the spot, my dogs there every day They locked him up, they give his ass 30 years straight In 86, got 99 for that murder case Keep that strap and that tooly, cause I know it ain't safe Smokin on Cush, tryna make that pain go away Throwin money, cause it can be seen falling from our face You can see it, comin down my eye So I had to let the money fly Couldn’t see it comin down my eye, so I had to let the money cry [Chorus: Tasha Catour] This is the thug song, we had to do so wrong We own a car up now, and it's a new day now This the thug song, put your hands up Put your hands up, yeah [Verse 2: Rocko] Trappin with the gang, runnin up that green Where I don't pay gold, so you know I took a chance I done stacked a couple Ms, but I lost a couple friends But I don’t give a damb, that's why I'd do it all again I done sold a couple drugs, finessed a couple plugs Girl asked me if I care, I said I don't give a fuck I done broke a couple rules, I done bust a couple tools Ain't shit changed, now I'm grabbin jewels Spendin cash on all the cars, I done fucked all the stars Who'd thought a trap boy could make it this far Put the hood on my back, the streets on my heart Shout out to all my dogs, I do this shit for us [Chorus: Tasha Catour] This is the thug song, we had to do so wrong We own a car up now, and it's a new day now This the thug song, put your hands up Put your hands up, yeah [Verse 3: Future] It’s just another of my dogs, on his way back home We toast it up for my people that are dead and gone I wish my nigga Loco was right here to hear my song I got blood, sweat and tears inside my tone Forever gang, to mention I’m proud I give m money of a student with a college degree I pop out, and it's like the water is starin at me My life millions deep, you can never see me I keep designers on my face, cause I stay as high as can be I got some real bad nerves, and I still surve We roll the dice and shake m up, let m go off the curbe [Chorus: Tasha Catour] This is the thug song, we had to do so wrong We own a car up now, and it’s a new day now This the thug song, put your hands up Put your hands up, yeah