Biografia:
Jeffery Lamar Williams,[1] mais conhecido profissionalmente como Young Thug, é um rapper americano. Conhecido por seu não convencional estilo vocal, moda e por seu estilo de vida, ele recebeu pela primeira vez a atenção por suas colaborações com rappers do sul, tais como Rich Homie Quan, Birdman , Waka Flocka Flame, T.I. e Gucci Mane. Ele assinou um contrato com a gravadora de Gucci Mane, a 1017 Records no início de 2013[2] e no final daquele ano ele lançou sua primeira mixtape "1017 Thug"
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[Intro: Sinister Pook]
Longwinded, running through this life like it was mine
Never settling, but setting every goal high
One thousand burpees on the path to my own destruction or success
But what is a mistake without the lesson?
See, the best teacher in life is your own experience
None of us know who we are until we fail
They say every man is defined by his reaction to any given situation
Well who would you want to define you?
Someone else or yourself?
Whatever you do, homie, give your heart to it
And stay strong
[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
D
Lot of niggas fail, but I won't
G
Lot of niggas fold, but I cope
F#m
Lot of niggas gone, but I'm home
G
Lot of niggas off, but I'm on
D
Lot of niggas lost on this road
G
Couple niggas gave up their goal
F#m
Gang of niggas traded their soul
G
But me, I'm standin' on ten toes
D
Lookin' out my Benz window
G
Wonder where'd my friends all go
F#m
Scared to give my heart to this girl
G
Paranoid she gon' leave if my ends get low
D
No one in this game to be played
G
But I'm knowin' that this game to be changed
F#m
I should be afraid of afraid
G
I'm just tryna live up to the meanin' of my name
D
I'm just tryna live up to them niggas in my gang
G
I'm just tryna live up to my moment on the stage
F#m
I'm just tryna live up to the truth in my pain
G
And the power that they gave me in the youth of today
D
I put a coupe in the safe
G
And I shoot from the waist
F#m
My time is money
G
And I ain't got a second for you flukes and you fakes
[Hook: Young Thug]
D
I do this shit for my woes
G
I do this shit for my niggas
F#m
I do this shit for my bros
G
I do this shit for my niggas, yeah
D
I do this shit for my woes
G
I do this shit for my niggas
F#m
I do this shit for my bros
G
I do this shit for my niggas, yeah
[Verse 2: Mozzy]
D
We've been takin' trips more than often this month
G
When I call they pullin' up, 2, 3 stream up
F#m
You ain't do enough for the clan, how I feel
G
If I gotta shut it down, how the film gon' feel?
D
120 in the Euro, one hand on the wheel
G
I was just broke, ran through a quarter mil'
F#m
Can't believe I'm still here, shed tears for the dead
G
Cubes in my 30 chain, she don't even wear
D
Call my little brother up, you know we took it there
G
Real nigga tellin' on me, only thing that I fear
F#m
Yeah, only thing that I fear
G
Real nigga tellin' on me, only thing that I fear
D
Lotta niggas squeal, lotta dope in the air
G
Lotta niggas squeal, lotta dope in the air
F#m
Styrofoam contaminated, got a nigga meditatin'
G
Yeah, I said it got a nigga meditatin'
D
I can't even eat 'less I'm medicated
G
I can't even sleep 'less I'm medicated
F#m
I've been on my feet chasin' check after check
G
Nigga, week after week, cause I'm dedicated
D
I can't even eat 'less I'm medicated
G
I can't even sleep 'less I'm medicated
F#m
I've been on my feet chasin' check after check
G
Nigga, week after week, cause I'm dedicated
[Hook: Young Thug]
D
I do this shit for my woes
G
I do this shit for my niggas
F#m
I do this shit for my bros
G
I do this shit for my niggas, yeah
[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Thugger!
D G
I do this shit for my mothafuckin' niggas
F#m
I'm gettin' this money, yeah
G
I do this shit for them Benjis
Like you ain't real or hood, no Tommy gun
D G
I do this shit for my niggas
F#m
Pull up with Barettas, nigga, and just go BRRRT
G
I do this shit for them bad bitches
Wearin' red bottoms and Jimmy Choo
D G
I do this shit for my dogs, do
F#m
I do this shit for my mama
G
I do this shit for my son
D
I do this shit for my brother
G
I do this shit for the world
F#m
I do this shit for the globe
G
I do this shit right here, nigga
D
And I do that shit, why y'all fuck with the boy
G
I'm wet like a boat
F#m
I'm lovin' my chickens
G
I smoke and I choke
D
I do it for my brothers
G
I do it for my folk
F#m
Got 40s on me, yeah, yeah, yeah
G
Nigga shoot from the toes
D
All the way up to the top
G |F#m |G
All the way up to the top
[Outro]
(Repeat till fade)
|D |G |F#m |G
Longwinded, running through this life like it was mine
Never settling, but setting every goal high
One thousand burpees on the path to my own destruction or success
But what is a mistake without the lesson?
See, the best teacher in life is your own experience
None of us know who we are until we fail
They say every man is defined by his reaction to any given situation
Well who would you want to define you?
Someone else or yourself?
Whatever you do, homie, give your heart to it
And stay strong
[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
D
Lot of niggas fail, but I won't
G
Lot of niggas fold, but I cope
F#m
Lot of niggas gone, but I'm home
G
Lot of niggas off, but I'm on
D
Lot of niggas lost on this road
G
Couple niggas gave up their goal
F#m
Gang of niggas traded their soul
G
But me, I'm standin' on ten toes
D
Lookin' out my Benz window
G
Wonder where'd my friends all go
F#m
Scared to give my heart to this girl
G
Paranoid she gon' leave if my ends get low
D
No one in this game to be played
G
But I'm knowin' that this game to be changed
F#m
I should be afraid of afraid
G
I'm just tryna live up to the meanin' of my name
D
I'm just tryna live up to them niggas in my gang
G
I'm just tryna live up to my moment on the stage
F#m
I'm just tryna live up to the truth in my pain
G
And the power that they gave me in the youth of today
D
I put a coupe in the safe
G
And I shoot from the waist
F#m
My time is money
G
And I ain't got a second for you flukes and you fakes
[Hook: Young Thug]
D
I do this shit for my woes
G
I do this shit for my niggas
F#m
I do this shit for my bros
G
I do this shit for my niggas, yeah
D
I do this shit for my woes
G
I do this shit for my niggas
F#m
I do this shit for my bros
G
I do this shit for my niggas, yeah
[Verse 2: Mozzy]
D
We've been takin' trips more than often this month
G
When I call they pullin' up, 2, 3 stream up
F#m
You ain't do enough for the clan, how I feel
G
If I gotta shut it down, how the film gon' feel?
D
120 in the Euro, one hand on the wheel
G
I was just broke, ran through a quarter mil'
F#m
Can't believe I'm still here, shed tears for the dead
G
Cubes in my 30 chain, she don't even wear
D
Call my little brother up, you know we took it there
G
Real nigga tellin' on me, only thing that I fear
F#m
Yeah, only thing that I fear
G
Real nigga tellin' on me, only thing that I fear
D
Lotta niggas squeal, lotta dope in the air
G
Lotta niggas squeal, lotta dope in the air
F#m
Styrofoam contaminated, got a nigga meditatin'
G
Yeah, I said it got a nigga meditatin'
D
I can't even eat 'less I'm medicated
G
I can't even sleep 'less I'm medicated
F#m
I've been on my feet chasin' check after check
G
Nigga, week after week, cause I'm dedicated
D
I can't even eat 'less I'm medicated
G
I can't even sleep 'less I'm medicated
F#m
I've been on my feet chasin' check after check
G
Nigga, week after week, cause I'm dedicated
[Hook: Young Thug]
D
I do this shit for my woes
G
I do this shit for my niggas
F#m
I do this shit for my bros
G
I do this shit for my niggas, yeah
[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Thugger!
D G
I do this shit for my mothafuckin' niggas
F#m
I'm gettin' this money, yeah
G
I do this shit for them Benjis
Like you ain't real or hood, no Tommy gun
D G
I do this shit for my niggas
F#m
Pull up with Barettas, nigga, and just go BRRRT
G
I do this shit for them bad bitches
Wearin' red bottoms and Jimmy Choo
D G
I do this shit for my dogs, do
F#m
I do this shit for my mama
G
I do this shit for my son
D
I do this shit for my brother
G
I do this shit for the world
F#m
I do this shit for the globe
G
I do this shit right here, nigga
D
And I do that shit, why y'all fuck with the boy
G
I'm wet like a boat
F#m
I'm lovin' my chickens
G
I smoke and I choke
D
I do it for my brothers
G
I do it for my folk
F#m
Got 40s on me, yeah, yeah, yeah
G
Nigga shoot from the toes
D
All the way up to the top
G |F#m |G
All the way up to the top
[Outro]
(Repeat till fade)
|D |G |F#m |G
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YoungHeart
Younghearted
Younghearts
Younghusband