Respect

[Chorus: Trouble] All the stress it led me to the bogus Take the pack, I do that for my brodies Wasn’t ballin’, no we wasn’t Kobe You don’t know my struggle, you don’t know me You don’t know my struggle, you don’t know me nigga Much respect to the OGs before me All the OGs before me they know me I don’t fuck with these niggas, they bogus [Verse 1: Trouble] Homie on go, he retarded Lil mama life of the party Said you know'd him 'fore you, hardly Shut the fuck up, roll the Marley No sir I’m not with the arguin' I bring the flames, now the arson I see you with all the talkin’ now I shut doggies up with the barking now OGs with me, I run markets now Man the OGs with me I run markets now Been told a bitch she can get money Join on the team and the ho wanna bargain now East side, Big Bank South side, Kentay West side, shawty shawty North side, hey [Chorus: Trouble] All the stress it led me to the bogus Take the pack, I do that for my brodies Wasn’t ballin’, no we wasn’t Kobe You don’t know my struggle, you don’t know me You don’t know my struggle, you don’t know me nigga Much respect to the OGs before me All the OGs before me they know me I don’t fuck with these niggas, they bogus [Verse 2: Young Thug] I was getting money before you knowed me I been getting money and I showed it I’ma go'n cop it like the police And I been shining, fuck a Rollie When I rent it I’m moving out of town I done came a long way from the battleground I got ties with the mob so don’t play around Or we do just like rain, wet ‘em down Take the Percocet, take the Vicodin I’ma pour up mud, never lighting it Got 100 bags in my pocket shit If I ever cock it bitch I’m popping it And the bitch chose me ‘cause the wrist frozen You can act slow but the bitch know me I might let her dress me like a fruitopia The OG niggas feel me and they know me Once upon a time in a gang called blood I was running with them OGs ‘cause them niggas showed me love All the OGs fucking with me ‘cause they like the way I thug First I made a milly, then I turned they driveways up [Chorus: Trouble] All the stress it led me to the bogus Take the pack, I do that for my brodies Wasn’t ballin’, no we wasn’t Kobe You don’t know my struggle, you don’t know me You don’t know my struggle, you don’t know me nigga Much respect to the OGs before me All the OGs before me they know me I don’t fuck with these niggas, they bogus [Outro: Young Thug] I don't fuck wit' 'em, they bogey, they bogus Get the fuck away, free Renny and Boguts Get the fuck away from me lil bitch, is you bogus? Yeah, pussy nigga get away, watch your [?]