Boogie - Still Thirsty lyrics

[Intro] I get lost sometimes This sh** turned me to a different dude And most the time I don’t be in the mood And n***as 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 a** toons I kinda look at them like interludes, oh man This sh** 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**” I’m a different dude And ya’ll done finally caught me in the mood Like how the f** we made a k**ing in the land of the dead On my mama I’m the living proof And sh** 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** severed Several seats to them n***as, 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** 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 Damn, 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**ing dick hopping know I’m talking ’bout you n***as 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***a get shift ain’t sh** 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** we have to struggle? Why the f** 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** we have to struggle? Why the f** 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 pa**ion Yeah we could pa** up our life, but we can’t pa** up our manners Can pa** up our wife, but can’t pa** up these branches All bad, all you n***as got me cracking up I heard some sh** like I don’t rap enough Or, sh**, that I don’t want it bad enough and then I heard ’em say like n***a you don’t have our back enough f** Well I’ve been stacking up Nah, really that ain’t accurate cause I just spent my whole damn advance in the pa** couple months just to condensate for time we ain’t have enough Wooh