Thug Club Lyrics by EST Gee
It’s getting crowded out here, but it really ain’t
You young and thuggin’, let your mama know type *** you *** with
Hopefully, you don’t got no smoke and you just want some money
‘Cause most of the internet trolls mama’s want justice when son get hit with buttons
All on the news, saying you in school, smart in every subject
Big brains get busted the same way as the smaller lil’ dumb ones
I’m Hall of Fame, not cause I rap, because I’m good at smuggling
I’m wrecking anything, touch my lane, you know my vision fuzzy
Don’t lie trying relate to my lifestyle, you either was or wasn’t
They just free’d Ric, the *** back cheap, the feature fee a hunnid
Stay out my way, watch what you say, I’m known for holding grudges
Just for a verse, turn you a shirt, right on spaghetti junction
Aye EST, we include our beef in our recording budgets
Louisville Kentucky, smoothest go the furthest, not the toughest
I let the world see how we coming, this *** not the country
You rat and hide, the day I found out we no longer brothers
The problem, y’all get a little money under the program colors
In breaking think, you bigger than the same program you was just up under
This a big man game, and the rules don’t change for you, little brother
Don’t force my hand, gang, do you like I never knew you, brother
I’ve seen some lifelong bonds get crushed because of motion discovery
They playing catch up, they need backup, we too far ahead
When I look back, it’s to get some whack because I still miss Lil’ Dead
You cried and lied right in my face, remember what you said
Confusing the fan, posting them throwback pics on Instagram
Like you still with us, ***, make no recent pics of Veeze
Raise all my niggas around me, men, we keep the gang of concealed
$75,000 his lawyer appealed, but that don’t make me real
You know I’m rich, but if I ain’t had ***, I would have tried it still
These days is backwards, most drill rappers never been on drills
And the trap rap cap ’cause y’all talk bricks and just sold *** and pills
Recession proof when I met Gotti way before my deal
If you need to proof, YouTube the vid, I had paper then
Early pandemic, 2020 ending when I got my first M
I ain’t switch routine, kept doing the same thing and got one again
When wars is fought, you could tell who lost by seeing who want revenge
You respect the victims and that’s the difference, we respect who slid
Knew I was special ’cause I pop X to stay up, knock my jig
Passed every lesson, I don’t stress test ’cause I know how they end