Thug Kry - YG, Calboy, Lil Mosey

I do this for the streets nigga

I do this for the streets

For the streets nigga

I do this for the streets nigga

Sippin on that drink daily I ain’t livin right

I’m out on bail for two cases

Really I’m livin that life

They tryna connect the dots

But they don’t connect like pinstripes

When you call my phone

When you know its tap nigga that’s an indite

I need to find a vibe so we gon ride lil thing that’s gon get me right

She tatted on her face so you already know that’s wifey type

You can hop in the Maybach my seats lay back and ride dick all night

I need me a freak who wanna fuck all week with some pussy that’s wet and tight

I need me a dime who gone ride til the end

Some money and some time you and I we can spend

I gotta keep it on me I’m at war with my friends

Is you down to take it for me if get behind this benz

Is you down to go to war for me

Fuck up your life in these streets

Put it down to floor for me

Put you in some ice and some mink

You be wantin more from me

Tryna make me strong when I’m weak

You be wantin more for me

But I like you more as a freak

I been thinkin bout it over and over again

I been stressin baby we was way closer as friends

Thinkin about me coming home but this road never end

I think I been done with love I’m not hurting again

And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry

I just had to break free from my tie

Told that boy just take heat when ya’ll slide

I can’t let 'em take me from my guy

And I think about it over and over again

Mama said you should come home you too close to the end

Wanna play round with that dough put some bones on his head

And a young nigga swing that dough see the road through the glass

And we came up from that floor only more was to get a bag

Wanna play round with that 4 then he know that he dead

Swear to God I miss my bros wish they rose from the dead

I done got rich and I know that these broke nigga* mad

I been thinkin bout it over and over again

I been stressin baby we was way closer as friends

Thinkin about me coming home but this road never end

I think I been done with love I’m not hurting again

And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry

I just had to break free from my tie

Told that boy just take heat when ya’ll slide

I can’t let 'em take me from my guy

Louie bitch I fuck with my chains on

Melrose bucket she told me to get on

I ain’t see my mama cry in so long

They keep callin so I don’t keep my phone on

Designer ways hop in the whip and I race

Hope my nigga ok put racks up in his face

Didn’t take long but I knew that I would be here

Cup feel gone so I felt I need a refill

If it wasn’t for God then I swear I wouldn’t be here

Holding on swear I know I don’t need no pills

If you ain’t gone slide lil nigga don’t even go there

Runnin my eyes to the point I can’t even see still

My bro right next to me

We wiping these diamonds clean

There ain’t no finding me, I moved to a private beach

We hit til the bank close

Transfer with Rico

So what do we know

Blew up on VLone

And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry

I just had to break free from my tie

Told that boy just take heat when ya’ll slide

I can’t let 'em take me from my guy

Take me high when I got mob ties

Over time I got slides

Block gon' be his camouflage

Can’t leave my babies traumatized

Bad apple, I got a bag

Expensive thing, scholar bag

Do his family proud

They don’t know how to gang