作词 : Justin Allison/Kentrell DeSean Gaulden
 作曲 : Justin Allison/Kentrell DeSean Gaulden
 Youngboy
 Woke up this morning with a ***** that I don't know suckin' my ****
 Watchin' CNN news, all of this poverty shit, how worse can it get
 You say that you rich, then poverty hit, but we forever rich
 Not what I psychologically meant, they want me to quit
 You would do better making a Doberman sit
 I rose for this shit, from one jail to another precinct
 You told for this shit, this shit, you *****s sold for this shit
 How old will it get before we start exposin' and shit?
 We all makin' choices just to die, not to live, it's a lie (Yeah, it's a lie)
 It's a thug ***** life
 It's a thug ***** life
 They hollerin', "1 gun, 2 gun, he shot whose son?"
 How long 'til your time comes? These hoes gon' misuse him
 It's a thug ***** life
 A thug ***** life, yeah
 Patek and Audemar, got both and it don't mean nothin' (Uh uh)
 I rock too many chains, just one feel like I mean somethin' (On God)
 Back to back, I'm swervin' lanes, leave a stain then I clean somethin' (Let's go)
 I ****ed her five times, to her, I bet that mean somethin' (It don't)
 They left a dime in the car, that's ten shots
 Lil' *****, I been there, 223, hangin' out the car with one Glock
 Montana closed shop, way he passed the phone with my homeboy Trent now
 Don't trust nobody, but it been good, it's a scary empire
 We all makin' choices just to die, not to live, it's a lie (Yeah, it's a lie)
 It's a thug ***** life
 It's a thug ***** life
 They hollerin', "1 gun, 2 gun, he shot whose son?"
 How long 'til your time comes? These hoes gon' misuse him
 It's a thug ***** life
 A thug ***** life, yeah