[{"id":14827348,"name":"Thug Kry (Audio) ft. Calboy, Lil Mosey","trackName":"Thug Kry (Audio) ft. Calboy, Lil Mosey","artistName":"YG","albumName":"Thug Kry (Audio) ft. Calboy, Lil Mosey","duration":214.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Sippin' on that drank daily, I ain't livin' right\nI'm all but built, two kids is really I'm livin' that life\nThey tryna connect the dots, but they don't connect like pinstripes\nWhy you call my phone when you know it's tap? Nigga, that's a indict\nI need a vibe, so we can vibe, lil' thing that's gon' get me right\nShe tatted on her face, so you already know that YG type\nYou can hop in the Maybach, my seats laid back and ride dick all night\nI need me a freak I wanna fuck all week, on some pussy, ass weak type\n\nI need me a thot who gon' ride to the end\nSome money and some time, you and I, we can spend\nI gotta keep it on me, I'm at war with my friends\nIs you down to take it for me or get behind this bitch?\nIs you down to go to war for me, fuck up your living realistic?\n\nPut it down to the floor for me\nPut you in some ice and some mink\nYou be wantin' more from me\nTryna make me strong when I'm weak\nYou be wantin' more from me\nBut I like you more as a friend\n\nI been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\nI been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\nThink about me comin' home, but this road never end\nI think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\nAnd this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\nI just had to break free from my tie, ayy\nTold that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\nI can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n\nAnd I think about it over and over again\nMomma say \"You should come home, you too close to the edge\"\nWanna play 'round with that dough, but some bones on his head\nAnd a young nigga swing that dope, see the road through the glass\nAnd we came up from that floor, only mobb get it bad\nWanna play 'round with that 4, then he know that he dead\nSwear the God I miss my bros, wish they rose from the dead\nI done got rich and I know that these broke niggas mad\n\nI been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\nI been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\nThink about me comin' home, but this road never end\nI think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\nAnd this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\nI just had to break free from my tie, ayy\nTold that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\nI can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n\nYeah, lil' bitty bitch and I fuck wit' my chains on\n'Member I was buggin', she told me to get on\nAin't see my mama cry in so long\nThey keep callin', so I don't keep my phone on\nDesigner waist, hop in a whip and I race\nHope my nigga okay, throw racks up in his face\n\nDidn't take long, but I knew that I would be here\nCup felt gone, so I felt I need a refill\nIf it wasn't for God, then I swear I wouldn't be here\nHoldin' on, swear I know I don't need no pills\nIf you ain't gon' slide, lil' nigga, don't even go there\n\nFlooded my ice 'til the point I can't even see still\nMy bro right next to me, we wipin' these diamonds clean\nThere ain't no finer me, I moved to a private beach\nWe hit 'til the bank close, try baby where we go\nSo what do we know? Blew up on Vevo\n\nAnd this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\nI just had to break free from my tie, ayy\nTold that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\nI can't let him take me from my guys\n\nTake me high when I got mob ties\nOver time I got slides\nBlock gon' be his camouflage\nCan't leave my babies traumatized\nBad apple, I got a bag\nExpensive thing, scholar bag\nDo his family proud kind of proud\nThey don't know how to gang","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.14] Sippin' on that drank daily, I ain't livin' right\n[00:15.14] I'm all but built, two kids is really I'm livin' that life\n[00:18.21] They tryna connect the dots, but they don't connect like pinstripes\n[00:21.25] Why you call my phone when you know it's tap? Nigga, that's a indict\n[00:24.38] I need a vibe, so we can vibe, lil' thing that's gon' get me right\n[00:27.43] She tatted on her face, so you already know that YG type\n[00:30.66] You can hop in the Maybach, my seats laid back and ride dick all night\n[00:33.46] I need me a freak I wanna fuck all week, on some pussy, ass weak type\n[00:35.99] I need me a thot who gon' ride to the end\n[00:38.82] Some money and some time, you and I, we can spend\n[00:42.06] I gotta keep it on me, I'm at war with my friends\n[00:44.97] Is you down to take it for me or get behind this bitch?\n[00:48.05] Is you down to go to war for me, fuck up your living realistic?\n[00:51.76] Put it down to the floor for me\n[00:53.10] Put you in some ice and some mink\n[00:54.77] You be wantin' more from me\n[00:56.23] Tryna make me strong when I'm weak\n[00:57.80] You be wantin' more from me\n[00:59.27] But I like you more as a friend\n[01:00.45] I been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\n[01:03.82] I been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\n[01:06.60] Think about me comin' home, but this road never end\n[01:09.65] I think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\n[01:13.11] And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\n[01:16.17] I just had to break free from my tie, ayy\n[01:19.11] Told that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\n[01:22.36] I can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n[01:25.08] And I think about it over and over again\n[01:28.19] Momma say \"You should come home, you too close to the edge\"\n[01:31.17] Wanna play 'round with that dough, but some bones on his head\n[01:34.30] And a young nigga swing that dope, see the road through the glass\n[01:37.33] And we came up from that floor, only mobb get it bad\n[01:40.61] Wanna play 'round with that 4, then he know that he dead\n[01:43.51] Swear the God I miss my bros, wish they rose from the dead\n[01:46.78] I done got rich and I know that these broke niggas mad\n[01:49.60] I been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\n[01:52.85] I been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\n[01:55.85] Think about me comin' home, but this road never end\n[01:58.85] I think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\n[02:02.05] And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\n[02:05.68] I just had to break free from my tie, ayy\n[02:08.32] Told that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\n[02:11.32] I can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n[02:14.93] Yeah, lil' bitty bitch and I fuck wit' my chains on\n[02:18.78] 'Member I was buggin', she told me to get on\n[02:22.03] Ain't see my mama cry in so long\n[02:25.00] They keep callin', so I don't keep my phone on\n[02:28.02] Designer waist, hop in a whip and I race\n[02:31.13] Hope my nigga okay, throw racks up in his face\n[02:34.19] Didn't take long, but I knew that I would be here\n[02:37.17] Cup felt gone, so I felt I need a refill\n[02:40.15] If it wasn't for God, then I swear I wouldn't be here\n[02:43.39] Holdin' on, swear I know I don't need no pills\n[02:46.43] If you ain't gon' slide, lil' nigga, don't even go there\n[02:49.47] Flooded my ice 'til the point I can't even see still\n[02:52.46] My bro right next to me, we wipin' these diamonds clean\n[02:55.65] There ain't no finer me, I moved to a private beach\n[02:58.63] We hit 'til the bank close, try baby where we go\n[03:01.75] So what do we know? Blew up on Vevo\n[03:04.14] And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\n[03:06.70] I just had to break free from my tie, ayy\n[03:09.86] Told that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\n[03:13.17] I can't let him take me from my guys\n[03:16.51] Take me high when I got mob ties\n[03:18.48] Over time I got slides\n[03:19.95] Block gon' be his camouflage\n[03:21.41] Can't leave my babies traumatized\n[03:22.93] Bad apple, I got a bag\n[03:24.51] Expensive thing, scholar bag\n[03:26.17] Do his family proud kind of proud\n[03:27.99] They don't know how to gang\n[03:28.92] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Thug Kry (Audio) ft. Calboy, Lil Mosey\n artist: YG\n album: Thug Kry (Audio) ft. 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Nigga, that's a indict\n I need a vibe, so we can vibe, lil' thing that's gon' get me right\n She tatted on her face, so you already know that YG type\n You can hop in the Maybach, my seats laid back and ride dick all night\n I need me a freak I wanna fuck all week, on some pussy, ass weak type\n\n I need me a thot who gon' ride to the end\n Some money and some time, you and I, we can spend\n I gotta keep it on me, I'm at war with my friends\n Is you down to take it for me or get behind this bitch?\n Is you down to go to war for me, fuck up your living realistic?\n\n Put it down to the floor for me\n Put you in some ice and some mink\n You be wantin' more from me\n Tryna make me strong when I'm weak\n You be wantin' more from me\n But I like you more as a friend\n\n I been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\n I been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\n Think about me comin' home, but this road never end\n I think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\n And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\n I just had to break free from my tie, ayy\n Told that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\n I can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n\n And I think about it over and over again\n Momma say \"You should come home, you too close to the edge\"\n Wanna play 'round with that dough, but some bones on his head\n And a young nigga swing that dope, see the road through the glass\n And we came up from that floor, only mobb get it bad\n Wanna play 'round with that 4, then he know that he dead\n Swear the God I miss my bros, wish they rose from the dead\n I done got rich and I know that these broke niggas mad\n\n I been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\n I been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\n Think about me comin' home, but this road never end\n I think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\n And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\n I just had to break free from my tie, ayy\n Told that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\n I can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n\n Yeah, lil' bitty bitch and I fuck wit' my chains on\n 'Member I was buggin', she told me to get on\n Ain't see my mama cry in so long\n They keep callin', so I don't keep my phone on\n Designer waist, hop in a whip and I race\n Hope my nigga okay, throw racks up in his face\n\n Didn't take long, but I knew that I would be here\n Cup felt gone, so I felt I need a refill\n If it wasn't for God, then I swear I wouldn't be here\n Holdin' on, swear I know I don't need no pills\n If you ain't gon' slide, lil' nigga, don't even go there\n\n Flooded my ice 'til the point I can't even see still\n My bro right next to me, we wipin' these diamonds clean\n There ain't no finer me, I moved to a private beach\n We hit 'til the bank close, try baby where we go\n So what do we know? Blew up on Vevo\n\n And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\n I just had to break free from my tie, ayy\n Told that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\n I can't let him take me from my guys\n\n Take me high when I got mob ties\n Over time I got slides\n Block gon' be his camouflage\n Can't leave my babies traumatized\n Bad apple, I got a bag\n Expensive thing, scholar bag\n Do his family proud kind of proud\n They don't know how to gang\n"},{"id":6705918,"name":"Thug Kry","trackName":"Thug Kry","artistName":"YG","albumName":"My Life 4Hunnid","duration":213.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Sippin' on that drank daily, I ain't livin' right\nI'm all but built, two kids is really I'm livin' that life\nThey tryna connect the dots, but they don't connect like pinstripes\nWhy you call my phone when you know it's tap? Nigga, that's a indict\nI need a vibe, so we can vibe, lil' thing that's gon' get me right\nShe tatted on her face, so you already know that YG type\nYou can hop in the Maybach, my seats laid back and ride dick all night\nI need me a freak I wanna fuck all week, on some pussy, ass weak type\n\nI need me a thot who gon' ride to the end\nSome money and some time, you and I, we can spend\nI gotta keep it on me, I'm at war with my friends\nIs you down to take it for me or get behind this bitch?\nIs you down to go to war for me, fuck up your living realistic?\n\nPut it down to the floor for me\nPut you in some ice and some mink\nYou be wantin' more from me\nTryna make me strong when I'm weak\nYou be wantin' more from me\nBut I like you more as a friend\n\nI been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\nI been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\nThink about me comin' home, but this road never end\nI think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\nAnd this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\nI just had to break free from my tie, ayy\nTold that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\nI can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n\nAnd I think about it over and over again\nMomma say \"You should come home, you too close to the edge\"\nWanna play 'round with that dough, but some bones on his head\nAnd a young nigga swing that dope, see the road through the glass\nAnd we came up from that floor, only mobb get it bad\nWanna play 'round with that 4, then he know that he dead\nSwear the God I miss my bros, wish they rose from the dead\nI done got rich and I know that these broke niggas mad\n\nI been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\nI been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\nThink about me comin' home, but this road never end\nI think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\nAnd this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\nI just had to break free from my tie, ayy\nTold that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\nI can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n\nYeah, lil' bitty bitch and I fuck wit' my chains on\n'Member I was buggin', she told me to get on\nAin't see my mama cry in so long\nThey keep callin', so I don't keep my phone on\nDesigner waist, hop in a whip and I race\nHope my nigga okay, throw racks up in his face\n\nDidn't take long, but I knew that I would be here\nCup felt gone, so I felt I need a refill\nIf it wasn't for God, then I swear I wouldn't be here\nHoldin' on, swear I know I don't need no pills\nIf you ain't gon' slide, lil' nigga, don't even go there\n\nFlooded my ice 'til the point I can't even see still\nMy bro right next to me, we wipin' these diamonds clean\nThere ain't no finer me, I moved to a private beach\nWe hit 'til the bank close, try baby where we go\nSo what do we know? 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Nigga, that's a indict\nI need a vibe, so we can vibe, lil' thing that's gon' get me right\nShe tatted on her face, so you already know that YG type\nYou can hop in the Maybach, my seats laid back and ride dick all night\nI need me a freak I wanna fuck all week, on some pussy, ass weak type\n\nI need me a thot who gon' ride to the end\nSome money and some time, you and I, we can spend\nI gotta keep it on me, I'm at war with my friends\nIs you down to take it for me or get behind this bitch?\nIs you down to go to war for me, fuck up your living realistic?\n\nPut it down to the floor for me\nPut you in some ice and some mink\nYou be wantin' more from me\nTryna make me strong when I'm weak\nYou be wantin' more from me\nBut I like you more as a friend\n\nI been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\nI been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\nThink about me comin' home, but this road never end\nI think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\nAnd this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\nI just had to break free from my tie, ayy\nTold that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\nI can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n\nAnd I think about it over and over again\nMomma say \"You should come home, you too close to the edge\"\nWanna play 'round with that dough, but some bones on his head\nAnd a young nigga swing that dope, see the road through the glass\nAnd we came up from that floor, only mobb get it bad\nWanna play 'round with that 4, then he know that he dead\nSwear the God I miss my bros, wish they rose from the dead\nI done got rich and I know that these broke niggas mad\n\nI been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\nI been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\nThink about me comin' home, but this road never end\nI think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\nAnd this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\nI just had to break free from my tie, ayy\nTold that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\nI can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n\nYeah, lil' bitty bitch and I fuck wit' my chains on\n'Member I was buggin', she told me to get on\nAin't see my mama cry in so long\nThey keep callin', so I don't keep my phone on\nDesigner waist, hop in a whip and I race\nHope my nigga okay, throw racks up in his face\n\nDidn't take long, but I knew that I would be here\nCup felt gone, so I felt I need a refill\nIf it wasn't for God, then I swear I wouldn't be here\nHoldin' on, swear I know I don't need no pills\nIf you ain't gon' slide, lil' nigga, don't even go there\n\nFlooded my ice 'til the point I can't even see still\nMy bro right next to me, we wipin' these diamonds clean\nThere ain't no finer me, I moved to a private beach\nWe hit 'til the bank close, try baby where we go\nSo what do we know? 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Nigga, that's a indict\n[00:24.32] I need a vibe, so we can vibe, lil' thing that's gon' get me right\n[00:27.42] She tatted on her face, so you already know that YG type\n[00:30.63] You can hop in the Maybach, my seats laid back and ride dick all night\n[00:33.42] I need me a freak I wanna fuck all week, on some pussy, ass weak type\n[00:35.97] I need me a thot who gon' ride to the end\n[00:38.82] Some money and some time, you and I, we can spend\n[00:42.03] I gotta keep it on me, I'm at war with my friends\n[00:44.93] Is you down to take it for me or get behind this bitch?\n[00:48.08] Is you down to go to war for me, fuck up your living realistic?\n[00:51.75] Put it down to the floor for me\n[00:53.19] Put you in some ice and some mink\n[00:54.74] You be wantin' more from me\n[00:56.29] Tryna make me strong when I'm weak\n[00:57.87] You be wantin' more from me\n[00:59.28] But I like you more as a friend\n[01:00.48] I been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\n[01:03.80] I been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\n[01:06.63] Think about me comin' home, but this road never end\n[01:09.67] I think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\n[01:13.16] And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\n[01:16.16] I just had to break free from my tie, ayy\n[01:19.11] Told that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\n[01:22.34] I can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n[01:25.02] And I think about it over and over again\n[01:28.17] Momma say \"You should come home, you too close to the edge\"\n[01:31.11] Wanna play 'round with that dough, but some bones on his head\n[01:34.35] And a young nigga swing that dope, see the road through the glass\n[01:37.38] And we came up from that floor, only mobb get it bad\n[01:40.63] Wanna play 'round with that 4, then he know that he dead\n[01:43.59] Swear the God I miss my bros, wish they rose from the dead\n[01:46.75] I done got rich and I know that these broke niggas mad\n[01:49.66] I been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\n[01:52.81] I been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\n[01:55.88] Think about me comin' home, but this road never end\n[01:58.87] I think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\n[02:02.09] And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\n[02:05.61] I just had to break free from my tie, ayy\n[02:08.30] Told that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\n[02:11.32] I can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n[02:14.99] Yeah, lil' bitty bitch and I fuck wit' my chains on\n[02:18.76] 'Member I was buggin', she told me to get on\n[02:22.02] Ain't see my mama cry in so long\n[02:25.03] They keep callin', so I don't keep my phone on\n[02:28.05] Designer waist, hop in a whip and I race\n[02:31.10] Hope my nigga okay, throw racks up in his face\n[02:34.12] Didn't take long, but I knew that I would be here\n[02:37.14] Cup felt gone, so I felt I need a refill\n[02:40.10] If it wasn't for God, then I swear I wouldn't be here\n[02:43.34] Holdin' on, swear I know I don't need no pills\n[02:46.42] If you ain't gon' slide, lil' nigga, don't even go there\n[02:49.47] Flooded my ice 'til the point I can't even see still\n[02:52.41] My bro right next to me, we wipin' these diamonds clean\n[02:55.63] There ain't no finer me, I moved to a private beach\n[02:58.62] We hit 'til the bank close, try baby where we go\n[03:01.73] So what do we know? 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Nigga, that's a indict\nI need a vibe, so we can vibe, lil' thing that's gon' get me right\nShe tatted on her face, so you already know that YG type\nYou can hop in the Maybach, my seats laid back and ride dick all night\nI need me a freak I wanna fuck all week, on some pussy, ass weak type\n\nI need me a thot who gon' ride to the end\nSome money and some time, you and I, we can spend\nI gotta keep it on me, I'm at war with my friends\nIs you down to take it for me or get behind this bitch?\nIs you down to go to war for me, fuck up your living realistic?\n\nPut it down to the floor for me\nPut you in some ice and some mink\nYou be wantin' more from me\nTryna make me strong when I'm weak\nYou be wantin' more from me\nBut I like you more as a friend\n\nI been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\nI been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\nThink about me comin' home, but this road never end\nI think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\nAnd this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\nI just had to break free from my tie, ayy\nTold that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\nI can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n\nAnd I think about it over and over again\nMomma say \"You should come home, you too close to the edge\"\nWanna play 'round with that dough, but some bones on his head\nAnd a young nigga swing that dope, see the road through the glass\nAnd we came up from that floor, only mobb get it bad\nWanna play 'round with that 4, then he know that he dead\nSwear the God I miss my bros, wish they rose from the dead\nI done got rich and I know that these broke niggas mad\n\nI been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\nI been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\nThink about me comin' home, but this road never end\nI think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\nAnd this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\nI just had to break free from my tie, ayy\nTold that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\nI can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n\nYeah, lil' bitty bitch and I fuck wit' my chains on\n'Member I was buggin', she told me to get on\nAin't see my mama cry in so long\nThey keep callin', so I don't keep my phone on\nDesigner waist, hop in a whip and I race\nHope my nigga okay, throw racks up in his face\n\nDidn't take long, but I knew that I would be here\nCup felt gone, so I felt I need a refill\nIf it wasn't for God, then I swear I wouldn't be here\nHoldin' on, swear I know I don't need no pills\nIf you ain't gon' slide, lil' nigga, don't even go there\n\nFlooded my ice 'til the point I can't even see still\nMy bro right next to me, we wipin' these diamonds clean\nThere ain't no finer me, I moved to a private beach\nWe hit 'til the bank close, try baby where we go\nSo what do we know? 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Nigga, that's a indict\n[00:24.38] I need a vibe, so we can vibe, lil' thing that's gon' get me right\n[00:27.43] She tatted on her face, so you already know that YG type\n[00:30.66] You can hop in the Maybach, my seats laid back and ride dick all night\n[00:33.46] I need me a freak I wanna fuck all week, on some pussy, ass weak type\n[00:35.99] I need me a thot who gon' ride to the end\n[00:38.82] Some money and some time, you and I, we can spend\n[00:42.06] I gotta keep it on me, I'm at war with my friends\n[00:44.97] Is you down to take it for me or get behind this bitch?\n[00:48.05] Is you down to go to war for me, fuck up your living realistic?\n[00:51.76] Put it down to the floor for me\n[00:53.10] Put you in some ice and some mink\n[00:54.77] You be wantin' more from me\n[00:56.23] Tryna make me strong when I'm weak\n[00:57.80] You be wantin' more from me\n[00:59.27] But I like you more as a friend\n[01:00.45] I been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\n[01:03.82] I been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\n[01:06.60] Think about me comin' home, but this road never end\n[01:09.65] I think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\n[01:13.11] And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\n[01:16.17] I just had to break free from my tie, ayy\n[01:19.11] Told that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\n[01:22.36] I can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n[01:25.08] And I think about it over and over again\n[01:28.19] Momma say \"You should come home, you too close to the edge\"\n[01:31.17] Wanna play 'round with that dough, but some bones on his head\n[01:34.30] And a young nigga swing that dope, see the road through the glass\n[01:37.33] And we came up from that floor, only mobb get it bad\n[01:40.61] Wanna play 'round with that 4, then he know that he dead\n[01:43.51] Swear the God I miss my bros, wish they rose from the dead\n[01:46.78] I done got rich and I know that these broke niggas mad\n[01:49.60] I been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\n[01:52.85] I been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\n[01:55.85] Think about me comin' home, but this road never end\n[01:58.85] I think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\n[02:02.05] And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\n[02:05.68] I just had to break free from my tie, ayy\n[02:08.32] Told that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\n[02:11.32] I can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n[02:14.93] Yeah, lil' bitty bitch and I fuck wit' my chains on\n[02:18.78] 'Member I was buggin', she told me to get on\n[02:22.03] Ain't see my mama cry in so long\n[02:25.00] They keep callin', so I don't keep my phone on\n[02:28.02] Designer waist, hop in a whip and I race\n[02:31.13] Hope my nigga okay, throw racks up in his face\n[02:34.19] Didn't take long, but I knew that I would be here\n[02:37.17] Cup felt gone, so I felt I need a refill\n[02:40.15] If it wasn't for God, then I swear I wouldn't be here\n[02:43.39] Holdin' on, swear I know I don't need no pills\n[02:46.43] If you ain't gon' slide, lil' nigga, don't even go there\n[02:49.47] Flooded my ice 'til the point I can't even see still\n[02:52.46] My bro right next to me, we wipin' these diamonds clean\n[02:55.65] There ain't no finer me, I moved to a private beach\n[02:58.63] We hit 'til the bank close, try baby where we go\n[03:01.75] So what do we know? 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Nigga, that's a indict\nI need a vibe, so we can vibe, lil' thing that's gon' get me right\nShe tatted on her face, so you already know that YG type\nYou can hop in the Maybach, my seats laid back and ride dick all night\nI need me a freak I wanna fuck all week, on some pussy, ass weak type\n\nI need me a thot who gon' ride to the end\nSome money and some time, you and I, we can spend\nI gotta keep it on me, I'm at war with my friends\nIs you down to take it for me or get behind this bitch?\nIs you down to go to war for me, fuck up your living realistic?\n\nPut it down to the floor for me\nPut you in some ice and some mink\nYou be wantin' more from me\nTryna make me strong when I'm weak\nYou be wantin' more from me\nBut I like you more as a friend\n\nI been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\nI been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\nThink about me comin' home, but this road never end\nI think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\nAnd this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\nI just had to break free from my tie, ayy\nTold that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\nI can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n\nAnd I think about it over and over again\nMomma say \"You should come home, you too close to the edge\"\nWanna play 'round with that dough, but some bones on his head\nAnd a young nigga swing that dope, see the road through the glass\nAnd we came up from that floor, only mobb get it bad\nWanna play 'round with that 4, then he know that he dead\nSwear the God I miss my bros, wish they rose from the dead\nI done got rich and I know that these broke niggas mad\n\nI been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (over and over)\nI been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends\nThink about me comin' home, but this road never end\nI think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again\nAnd this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy\nI just had to break free from my tie, ayy\nTold that boy just take heed when y'all slide, ayy\nI can't let him take me from my guys, ayy\n\nYeah, lil' bitty bitch and I fuck wit' my chains on\n'Member I was buggin', she told me to get on\nAin't see my mama cry in so long\nThey keep callin', so I don't keep my phone on\nDesigner waist, hop in a whip and I race\nHope my nigga okay, throw racks up in his face\n\nDidn't take long, but I knew that I would be here\nCup felt gone, so I felt I need a refill\nIf it wasn't for God, then I swear I wouldn't be here\nHoldin' on, swear I know I don't need no pills\nIf you ain't gon' slide, lil' nigga, don't even go there\n\nFlooded my ice 'til the point I can't even see still\nMy bro right next to me, we wipin' these diamonds clean\nThere ain't no finer me, I moved to a private beach\nWe hit 'til the bank close, try baby where we go\nSo what do we know? 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