Bryce Vine - The "Thug" Song lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Bryce Vine] Rappers be like new whips, two chains, Big house, more fame Money, power, cash, ho's, dripping swag, and puffing dro And I'm just like, "Can I get some gas and a burrito bowl?" Cash to pay that extra price to add some f**ing guacomole In it I admit it I ain't rich but I've been chilling Easy living, riding shotty in my Honda Civic I'm balling on a budget I've been thugging using benefits Trigger happy n***as playing too much Sega Genesis Wow, Like Lemmings we follow the crowd Reciting lines more recycled than merry-go-rounds, like The beat is sick, but when I spit, I give it laryngitis And when I talk, these women flock, I call them Gallimimus I just kind of wish that I could say that I hang with a gang Claim that I'm strapped with an A.K. that goes bangity-bang-bang Slang bricks full of chronic, and quality c**aine But I'm shamed to say, I got the brain of a nerdy asian kid The f** am I supposed to rap about? I hate math, and Adderall is the one thing that can calm me down, Damn Assume Illuminati is involved, I heard there's like a number you can call I would tell 'em, yo [Hook: Bryce Vine] I just want to be a thug Throw my hands up in the air and shoot a gun But I'm not really cool I just do what I do, cause I just want to be a thug On my own, here we go [Verse 2: Bryce Vine] I'm a black and white american A halfrican american A shade that baffles scholars on the roots of family heritage Too black to get a skin tan, too white to not want it Too black to not start sweating when I see police coming I'm on the brink of a sabbatical breaking free from the casual Finding my inner chi releasing a spirit animal No, f** that, cause peaceful n***as always be getting shot at So from here 'out I'm gonna bust rounds like I'm gunning for money and glory There's always one kid telling girls he's a thug How he's squeezing on them pieces and he's selling them d** We went to the same school, why you trying to be tough? You ain't a baller, you's a b**h, what you need is a hug So let them ignore me, never believe in my story, Women will never adore me Hardly in with all Hollywood cool crowds, too hyper, normal, and corny Damn, could use a couple lessons in my swag, then maybe kids won't think I'm such a ffffake [Hook] [Verse 3: Bryce Vine] Don't get me wrong, I'm not a hating, just Maybe a little bit bitter, I can't talk about bad b**hes and liquor I'm not the type of dude that can rhyme n***a with n***a I barely remember roots and I was never was into Swishers I'm so hypocratical, A vegan and a cannibal, Scalene and equilateral My brain just told me I should probably calm down, and try to answer the question "Do you really like rap, or just crave the attention?" I said [Hook x2]