Hey Young Thugz, the world is yours The world, the world, the world is yours Young Thugz, my Young Thugz Standing outside as a broken thug Who don't wanna go home Rather stand here frozen up Hanging out in the cold, zero below Trying to find a soul Before the mind is gone Trying to find that guiding road And keep rolling on On, on, on, rolling on You better keep rolling on On, on, on, rolling on You better keep rolling on Every time I look into the mirror Kids are thinking I'm wrong Cause I thug, I thug All I see looking back is a thug And I know I did wrong Young Thugz, Young Thugz It's amazing how we get them second chances And ain't that as their own All Thugz, all Thugz T-H-U-G is all I wanna be All my little thugz is really thugging with me I really don't get it, straight from private Really don't broken, I'm home You ain't stop it cause you know them thugz is gonna live on Back in my town, we out here to get it Young Thugz, my young thugz Young Thugz, my young thugz Young Thugz, my young thugz Back in my town, we out here to get it Young Thugz, my young thugz Young Thugz, my young thugz Young Thugz, my young thugz See baby got it going on But she was born in a fucked up home And ain't nobody feeling her Mama seem to be stuck on niggas That'll beat us every time she's gone And ain't nobody real as I Here we go again, there we go again I don't wanna be here no more Now I'm having a baby, only nigga that held me You don't have to tell me went crazy and he left you Yeah that nigga went crazy But I thank him for the love, that's all I've got Baby got it going on 19 nail shot, bail drop Bling watch, I never fail Hoops slipping with the hair off Rep the prop, don't give a fuck about a nigga now I don't care And this shit don't stop, yeah Till the casket drop, yeah Once upon a time there was a little young nigga Running wild, smoking weed And if you was looking for whatever He can get you what you need Now I'm thusting with some props Nobody never seen the bottom One day somebody shot him And the drama got started Now those mamas on the block And bigger brothers in jail Nigga gone and cop a seat I got a story to tell See, first he was just chilling Then his belly got hungry Everybody in the family out for self Ain't got no money So what's a young thugz? You do not Ain't nothing to do but hit the streets And get some heat and put the rules down That's what he did to hustle off to the races Trynna win it while he in it Acting bad and catching cases Before we knew it he was in too deep Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide He was in too deep He could've changed his life But no he didn't Now the little nigga laying dead and the grave's still not less Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll Let's roll