Thug Story Lyrics

Thug Story - Shim Lyon

...

and he said

"I'm tired of living this kinda life

wearing rags as a rapper

I should be a neater guy

I love music

but my mentor dresses better than I have

he got joggers Nike signs made him soar high

I'm so tired of singing and not getting recognized

no bills for studio

had to struggle with my guys

I got flows so dope

it will make you cold"

but he had no promoters to get his lyrics sold

he's so tired, he works hard and he strives

he prays that maybe one day he'll get the shine

but hell no as time went he started smuggling drugs

cos he thought it was a way to get him on fire

at sixteen, he sold enough to feed his guys

at seventeen he problly saved enough to buy a car

he painted a story but at its head he left a scar

shot by his friend, thank God he didn't die

what's it worth if we all get our golds

at the end of the road we all lose our souls

is it the money or the girls that we wanna show

or the range and Bugattis on these pedestals

I see life with no rose I see only stones

that's the reason why I work even though I'm broke

I've been tryna build a wall not like jericho

to fight the pain in the hustle let my brothers grow

I've been haunting non stop all these animals

I've been doing long jumps like a kangaroo

I would never stop you could never see me stool

gotta work everyday, I gotta get this food

that's the thought of a thug, hope you listening too

hope you feeling every word, every sheet that I pull

this could've been your story how them masses do

everybody wants fame, hope I get it too

don't limit yourself

you gotta work, gotta work

don't limit yourself