Song Lyrics

(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
I don't know, like
I just don't, I don't get people (D. Major, baby)
I'ont f*ck with nobody, I'ont get around nobody
I just like being dolo, you know?
People, I don't know, I just don't understand them
Or maybe it's they don't understand me

Weight of the world on your shoulders and your feeling all alone
You got it, my nigga, just hold on
Thug life ain't dead, I'ma be this way, until they kill me
'Til then, I'ma make these niggas feel me
My nigga it's a wild, wild lifestyle
A wild, wild lifestyle
I don't get along with my peers, I'm at war with myself
So f*ck you, and everybody else

Okay, I finally get the meaning of fighting demons (fighting demons)
Late at night, I ain't sleeping, I'm up, thinking (I'm up thinking)
I'ma ball all season, for last season (yeah, yeah)
Back when I was on the bleachers, they left me needin', yeah
Thug life ain't dead, niggas scared, that's how I feel (I feel)
I don't f*ck with my peers, never did, and never will (I never will)
And I can't keep a bitch 'cause I be peepin' shit
I ain't with all of that beefin' shit, I'd rather leave a bitch
In the city, brought my Glizzy with me, I'll delete a bitch
Niggas hating on a daily, but be on some features shit, leeching shit
Niggas mad at me but I can't understand them (understand them)
How you mad at me and I'm tryna feed my family? (Family)

And my school, ain't feel like high school, 'cause niggas fake (yeah, yeah)
So I would skip classes, and break in houses, to get paid (yeah, yeah)
Told my mama, "One day, one day, I'ma be straight"
Stack all my chips and I'ma move, far away

Weight of the world on your shoulders and your feeling all alone
You got it, my nigga, just hold on (hold on)
Thug life ain't dead, I'ma be this way, until they kill me
'Til then, I'ma make these niggas feel me
My nigga it's a wild, wild lifestyle
A wild, wild lifestyle
I don't get along with my peers, I'm at war with myself
So f*ck you, and everybody else

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
You know, I'm a popular loner, you know
Maybe it's me, maybe it's not, maybe it's me
F*ck it (grrah, grrah)

Darvin Barthellemy, Rodarius M. Green, Thomas Horton