Letra The Thug Song - Bryce Vine
Rappers be like new whips, two chains, big house, more fame
Money, power, cash, hoes, dripping swag and puffing dro
And I'm just like, "Can I get some gas and a burrito bowl?"
Cash to pay that extra price to add some fuc*** guacomo--
In it I admit it I ain't rich but I've been chilling
Easy living, riding shotty in my Honda Civic
I'm balling on a budget I've been thugging using benefits
Trigger happy niggas playing too much Sega Genesis
Wow
Like Lemmings we follow the crowd
Reciting lines more recycled than merry-go-rounds, like
The beat is sick, but when I spit, I give it laryngitis
And when I talk, these women flock, I call them Gallimimus
I just kind of wish that I could say that I hang with a gang
Claimed that I'm strapped with an A.K. that goes bangity-bang-bang
Slang bricks full of chronic and quality cocaine
But I'm shamed to say I got the brain of a nerdy asian kid
The f*** am I supposed to rap about?
I hate math and Adderall is the one thing that can calm me down - Damn
Assume Illuminati is involved I heard there's like a number you can call
I would tell 'em, yo...
I just want to be a thug
Throw my hands up in the air and shoot a gun
But I'm not really cool
I just do what I do, cause
I just want to be a thug
On my own, here we go
I'm a black and white american
A halfrican american
A shade that baffles scholars on the roots of family heritage
Too black to get a skin tan, too white to not want it
Too black to not start sweating when I see police coming
I'm on the brink of a sabbatical breaking free from the casual
Finding my inner chi releasing a spirit animal
No f*** that cus peaceful niggas always be getting shot at
So here out I'm gonna bust rounds like I'm gunning for money and glory
There's always one kid telling girls he's a thug
How he's squeezing on them pieces and selling them drugs
We went to the same school, why you trying to be tough
You ain't a baller yous a bitch, what you need is a hug
So let them ignore me
Never believe in my story
Women will never adore me
Hardly in with all Hollywood cool crowds - too hyper, normal and corny
Damn, could use a couple lessons in my swag but maybe kids won't think I'm such a f---fake
Don't get me wrong, I'm not a hating
Just a little bit bitter I can't talk about bad bitches and liquor
I'm not the type of dude that can rhyme ni*** with ni***
I barely remember roots and I was never into Swishers
I'm so hippocratical
A vegan and a cannibal
Scalene and equilateral
My brain just told me I should probably calm down and try to answer the question
"Do you really like rap, or just crave the attention?"
I said...
[Chorus x2]