(feat. Big Boom) 



[talking] 

S.L.A.B., Slow Loud And Bangin' 

Putting it down with Big Business 

We gon thug it on this one Young Trae uh 



[Hook x2] 

This is the life of a thug nigga, to make a lil' change 

This is the life of a thug nigga, to go and get it mayn 

This is the life of a thug nigga, to go against the grain 

This is the life of a thug nigga, that's raw and untamed 



[Lil B] 

This is the life of a thug, that shoots slugs mean mug 

Beat the block and some scrubs, don't need no kisses or hugs 

Done graduated from bleeding blocks, to moving bird flocks 

And keeping my heat cocked, living life of a hard knock 

Don't rest, the plex I gotta get off of my chest 

Don't need these hating ass niggaz, keeping me stressed 

I'm a thug nigga, I feel it all in my veins 

Therefor I grind to get mine, and stack a lil' change 

Cap peeler nigga, L-I-L-B behind the trigga 

When you disrespect my family, or touch a nigga scrilla 

Leave stains on niggaz brains, when thangs be looking strange 

I'm thoed and insane, this the life of a thug mayn 



[Big Boom] 

And the game that I'm playing, making money is my main thang 

Hanging on the corners with my partnas, where we slang caine 

Born in the projects, and a nigga gang bang 

Ran with the hustlers, so you know I learned to slang thangs 

Got me a dope sack, that's where the money's at 

Back then before I sold crack, I sold powder packs 

Hundred dollas for a graham, load that up in your spoon 

Shoot that up in your veins, and get you higher than the moon 

And I assumed if I'm getting paid, fuck an education 

Cause slanging that dope on the block, will be my occupation 

Motherfuck school, I always did hate the shit 

Recognized the lies, that's why I never graduated 

Young nigga lost in the sauce, on them dark streets 

Down to do the dirt, put in work in a heart beat 

Menace to society, kicking it with them bigger G's 

And listened to them lie to me, telling me that's how to be 

Get it out your mind being a doctor, or a lawyer 

Cause America's, not a equal opportunity employer 

And if you want that wealth, you need to make it for yourself 

And stop crying like a bitch, and play them cards you was dealt 



[Hook x2] 



[Trae] 

Living block to block on them corners, strapped up we clicked up 

You act up we clack up, and niggaz get clapped up 

I'm a goner, lately I feel death hanging on my shoulder 

Till it's over, I ain't fin to be stopped, I got to get out this corner 

Living like I'm in a coma, the same thang everyday 

All day it never change, stuck in the game going insane 

Baking soda in the kitchen, I'm itching trying to fly my chickens 

Full speed, and I know I don't wanna be lost in no prison system 

Cause jail'll run me crazy, thinking about my gal and her baby 

Knowin them niggaz I'm wit be shady, and deep down they prolly wanna spray me 

But they better think again, trying to give a nigga like me the blues 

Paying dues is what I do, from a thug nigga down to you 



[Hook x2]