THUG LIFE

I gotta get that bag

It's a thug life, it's a thug life

I gotta get that bag (run, sha-na-na-na-na-sha-ah)

It's a thug life (la-da-da-da)

It's a thug life (it's a, oh-uh-oh)

Ooh-ah (sha-na-na-na-na-na-sha-ah)

La-da-da-da (it's a— ooh-uh-oh)

Ooh-ah

Try to treat man like baby

Feel the teeth sink in like rabies

Boy you know you don't look fly

Dem gold chains turn your neck green, bye

It's different reconciling with skeletons I ain't know that I possessed

I sought perfection out in ways I no longer accept

I understand what I neglect in times when I obsess

I’m learning to confess, this fate is harder to digest

The biggest threat I’m up against is who I face in my reflection

Depression still an uninvited guest I'm always accepting

Can’t help but meet the feeling with a familiar embrace

When I know that it’ll kill me if I give into my brain

I see the shadows inside, they ten feet tall with no eyes

They put my head in the water and it’s so beautiful under

The sun reflecting off the corals, colors I can’t describe

To make the darkness divine

Sha-na-na-na-na-sha-ah

(La-da-da-da) It's a, oh-uh-oh

Ooh-ah

Sha-na-na-na-na-sha-ah

(La-da-da-da) It's a, oh-uh-oh

Ooh-ah