(Singer Singing)
If I ain't a thug why do I feel this way?
Why does crime stay on my mind?
And if you ain't a thug why do you front so bad?
You're just a bitch ass cat inside

Verse 1:
All my stocking cap n***as, jean suit n***as
My stand still n***as, breeze through n***as
My choppin' crack n***as, D's knew n***as
Somethin' for the Superthug see through n***as
Transparent, can't panic
Gemstars in the bandana
Scratch my skin on accident
You thought you heard the rumors then you asked 'em again
But they don't fuck with me, they harass my friends
Close associates, mostly it's the young ones tryin' to eat
Whats funny is they remind me of me
Ironic ain't it? problems came wit' no solutions
No donations, no contributions
No charity, hoes carry me
Out the spot drunk, cussin', but it don't matter B
I got legs with no gravity losin' my keys
On the loose, a young wolf in the street
Q.B