Thug Motivation

It ain't anymore love in here
This that thug motivation right here
You get what I'm sayin'?
That real shit, that gangsta shit
You feel me?
Can't sell that bullshit to the thugs, nah man
It's a new nigga in this bitch, for real
Turnt up in this bitch
Ay, Fizzle, turn that up
Hit that light right there
Yessir, both of 'em

Aw shit, they done let me in the door
They done gave your boy a chance
Now the youngin' finna' blow
It's a shame, finna put the game
In a figure four
Youngin, fresh from out that bottom talking straight from off the scroll
And these days, I live the life of a movie star
Remember going to school telling you I'd be a superstar
But you didn't believe, 'cause I fell in love with B&E
Breaking in them houses
Snatching TV's down and flippin' couches
This for them who doubted
I just dropped the top on my new Audi
Ma, look at your son and how he sprouted
1.5 and countin', don't need no accountant
Don't need no help countin' mine
Fire my accountant
Don't need no help routin' mine
We jumpin' out the gym
You ain't heard? Then go ask a friend
They know we gettin' it in
I just bought my mama a brand new Benz
My girl pregnant with twins
Look how God blessed me again
Took so many losses, can't believe I finally get to win, yeah

And nobody told me the road would be easy
I can't believe, made it this far
My whole life, I been working so hard

This that straight drop in the pot shit
Crack rock shit
Stand back and watch it lock jit
This a quarter brick, this another piece
This right here is all a nigga need
To get on his feet, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Thug motivation, thug motivation, yeah
This that straight drop in the pot shit
Crack rock shit
Stand back and watch it lock jit
This a quarter brick, this another piece
This right here is all a nigga need
To get on his feet, yeah

And nobody told me the road would be easy
I can't believe, made it this far
My whole life, I been working so hard, yeah