Boom

Thug Life ain't dead Niggas just scared and that's how I feel I'm on the corner till the morning, tryna pay them bills Kicked out my momma house cause she smell a nigga aroma Cheap cologne, two phones, and palm of marijuana Just young hustler trying to come up in the world Cause all the dope boys drive the cars and get the girls “Oh he a gangster and shooter” but back in the day I jumped out the Buick with the Ruger, made em jump the gate But it's okay cause now I'm on the rap scene Chasing hella green I hope my album sale or it's back to selling green I hope that they ain't selling dreams and I can really get a mansion Hope I sell out arenas and spend my nights in the Hamptons Hope that I ain't gotta dye my hair green Or loose weight Hope all the rumors I hear about Hollywood is really fake I hope by the end of the summer I can meet my nigga drake And he explain to a nigga all the care I need to take Hope I can lay off the noodles and we can get us some steak Hope I can get a couple million dollars in my bank Or at least a half-a-million in my mansion in my safe But if don't it don't go as planned Everything is straight Cause where I reside it ain't really to safe Niggas is really blessed if they can see another day Cause woadie really stupid He love clutching on his K He'll drive by in broad day And put a nigga on his face Chorus Like boom Look who just stepped in the room Young Rod Wave typhoon lagoon Comin' soon I just came out of no where I just came out of no where Look who just stepped in the room Young Rod Wave typhoon lagoon Comin' soon, I just came out of no where I just came of no where