J. Stalin - Still Thuggin' Lyrics

Mama I'm still thuggin, but I still pray
It ain't your fault a nigga
Ended up sellin' yay
It ain't your fault I was
Goin' down the wrong way
Mama I'm still humble
You raised a real hustla
Gave me the third eye to
See them fake mothafuckas
Told me change my ways cuz' we
Livin' in the last days
I was livin' fast all I can say is crime pays
You smoke but never let me
Go without the new J's
Mama I'm all around, cuz I'm a star now
If was alive, he'd be so proud
Some how, I came out the dark clouds
Just like when I stopped
Smoking black and milds
Mama I'm not a child, you'd be so surprised
At times I think you can see
The black in my eyes
The world is a maze, life is a game of spades
But I can separate the angels from the devils
Mama this shit crazy, I play with heavy metal
(Mama this shit crazy
I play with heavy metal)

Mama I'm still thuggin' the world
Is a war zone my niggas is inmates
And most of em' dead and gone
That's why I stay with my chrome that's
Why I stay with my chrome

Mama these eyes have seen a
Whole lot of tragedy
That's why I fuck with Jaz cuz
I know he'll blast for me
Livewire took over the game
Like a catastrophe
Now every fuckin' gold diggin'
Bitch is after me
West Oakland remind me of Iraq
So many niggas I miss that
Ain't never comin' back
The niggas is sellin' coke
And the bitches stay on the track
I'm whippin' and gettin' scratch
I'm hustlin' and stayin' strapped
But these haters don't like that
Got it on me right now
I ain't gotta come back
Mama it's cold outside and
The sky gettin' black
Told me never get attached to
Nothing I can't leave
And never believe in honor among thieves
Livewire, you fuckin' with some real Gs

Mama I'm still thuggin' the world
Is a war zone my niggas is inmates
And most of em' dead and gone
That's why I stay with my chrome that's
Why I stay with my chrome

I really miss my nigga
That's why I be smoke hella weed
If I wanted to be professional I
Had to stop poppin' E's
I appreciate the man that you made me
Daddy was gone so West Oakland raised me
I look like Gregory and act like and even
Though we be fightin' like the navy
No matter what you do you're
Still my number one lady
Got my shit together then I
Made the game pay me
She ain't raise a nigga to be lazy
My number one fans say these
Niggas can't fade me
Keep a nigga grounded never let
The fame break me
Shout out to my mom cuz I'll
Never forget who made me
Nigga shout out to my mom cuz
I'll never forget who made me

Mama I'm still thuggin' the world
Is a war zone my niggas is inmates
And most of em' dead and gone
That's why I stay with my chrome that's
Why I stay with my chrome