Avenue Thug

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh, yo, yo, uh, yo [Verse 1] I'm just an avenue thug You wanna talk about drugs and guns bust (Woo) The first niggas you name, it gotta be us I put some weed in my Dutch, pour some 'Gnac in my cup My first moves of the day, shit, I gotta re-up Ain't no more being broke, shit, I gotta G up Ain't no more sucker shit, I gotta G up Shit, as soon as I light this weed, you better have my money Or, little nigga, you gon' have to see us Man, these niggas always trying to be us Until shit got real, somebody die and they screaming free us I made a quarter mill' in these Adidas Man, I feel like Raf Simmons I'm more used to crack pitching and misdemeanors She taking sips from the royal penis, counting up math Shit not too bad, ey yo, wе living decent This niggas in their feelings talking down 'bout thе young lord I'm really that boy (I'm that nigga!) Yo, these niggas reaching' Woo [Bridge] Yo, fuck these niggas, man! You know You know what I'mma do I'mma keep getting that money, nigga [Verse 2] I'm still hustling, I'm still trying to make a mill' I still call up junkies to do my cable still I'm still getting big money, I'm getting paper still I'm still counting blue hundreds, I'm just a baby still Yo, you 'bout to get, whoever tried to play me killed Pull up with twin Glocks, we're moving like the Navy SEAL's We was young niggas with crack like the '80's Made at least two mill' then started having babies Clapped a couple of cats, was raw with the .40 Ever since that, we fucked up, since a shorty I came up pops hitting licks, bumping N.O.R.E I took a time out...