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boogie – still thirsty lyrics

[intro]
i get lost sometimes

[verse 1]
this sh-t turned me to a different dude
and most the time i don’t be in the mood
and n-gg-s know how liquor do, it got me hitting girls i barely know like “what you finna do?” (thirst)
i’m a different dude
this humble talk got me a bit confused
let me stop flexing in my interviews and say ya’ll big -ss toons
i kinda look at them like interludes, oh man
this sh-t turned me to a different dude
and most the time i don’t be in the mood
we went from tears at the bottom ’til we almost top tier
my biggest fear is i don’t finish through
i said “oh man, sh-t”
i’m a different dude
and ya’ll done finally caught me in the mood
like how the f-ck we made a killing in the land of the dead
on my mama i’m the living proof
and sh-t it ain’t no good day if i don’t think i’m getting better
i can’t say i feel complete if you don’t recognize my efforts
was sleeping on the floor, we turned them covers into beds
we was trying to get ahead, they trying to leave sh-t severed
several seats to them n-gg-s, man i’m still standing
well, well
well, well, well
no several seats for sharese and she say she can’t stand me
that’ too bad, you know we never had that family in real life
cause this sh-t turned me to a different dude
and most the time i don’t be in the mood
it’s different women that i’m hitting too
as soon as i finish, hit jaymeesha like i’m missing you
d-mn, see i’m a different dude
and ya’ll done finally caught me in the mood
now when i talk about the boppin’ and the f-cking d-ck hopping know i’m talking ’bout you n-gg-s too
all bad, with the shame, with the wrist game
how can i not be offensive when i switch lanes
everybody think they winning in the vendor
how that n-gg- get shift ain’t sh-t change
[hook]
please forgive me for the calls that i missed
i blame the stew like i can’t talk for a bit
and yeah my mama know i love her, but sometimes i get mad like why the f-ck we have to struggle?
why the f-ck we wasn’t rich?
please forgive me for the calls that i missed
i blame the stew like i can’t talk for a bit
and yeah my mama know i love her, but sometimes i get mad like why the f-ck we have to struggle?
why the f-ck we wasn’t rich?

[verse 2]
and then i sit and think how we went from
house to house, she gave us heaven with no income
i grab a plant with all thorns if you tell me why i had to see my daddy leave
and really what it stem from
and now i see what trickled down from his actions
cause i see signs that my son lacking p-ssion
yeah we could p-ss up our life, but we can’t p-ss up our manners
can p-ss up our wife, but can’t p-ss up these branches
all bad, all you n-gg-s got me cracking up
i heard some sh-t like i don’t rap enough
or, sh-t, that i don’t want it bad enough and then i heard ’em say like n-gg- you don’t have our back enough
f-ck
well i’ve been stacking up
nah, really that ain’t accurate cause i just spent my whole d-mn advance in the p-ss couple months just to condensate for time we ain’t have enough
wooh

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