Thug in Me (feat. Godholly) - Berner & B-Real

It's the power, can you feel it? Just be yourself, the power in you Your shield's what you been through And your mind is a weapon, put it to use Power, Power Power Power, Power Power Power, Power Power Power, Power Power Power, Power Nobody can stop you, you ahead of the curve Sittin' there listenin', use what you've learned I know you got paint in this blood on the curb Money to get, stripes to earn I'm here to confirm that it's your turn Your own superhero in your own world You got the power like a generator You need to dig deeper, you can thank me later Put paint where it ain't, but you ain't no painter Take steps an' start runnin' on them haters Just be yourself, that should motivate you And wish good on the ones that hate you Keep ridin', in due time, you will climb If you been through it all, put it behind You got the power, the real kind Go 'head an' shock the world right now It's the power, can you feel it? Just be yourself, the power in you Your shield's what you been through And your mind is a weapon, put it to use With all the money in the world, you can be broke Life is not a game, life is not a joke Your Childish Gambino on and stay woke Turn the power on an' go at they throat Everybody got power, it's how they use it Seen it the other day, boy, it ain't a movie Raw like sushi, nighttime gloomy Dope fiends walkin' around like spooky Dig deep, come on, man, bring it out You can't bring it out sittin' there on the couch Go get another cup, if you wanna take it there Use your powers right now and don't play fair Give 'em a lesson an' pull up a chair It's your time right now, you feel it in the air? It's your time right now, I feel it in the air Now you feelin' the power, it's all there! It's the power, can you feel it? Just be yourself, the power in you Your shield's what you been through And your mind is a weapon, put it to use Power, Power Power Power, Power Power Power, Power Power Power, Power Power Power, Power

Expect me, n-, like you expect Jesus to come back Expect me, n-, I'm comin' Your ex like Pocahontas Whatever happen, I'ma get money I'm on Thriller, n-, f- my conscience These foreign shoes, f- my bunions (okay) We done made a hundred bands on Sunday And I ain't goin' to Magic Monday Put the d- in her a- like crunches I came from shootin' CeeLo in the dungeon I'm tired of makin' it rain, I'd much rather go buy me a plane (okay) I had to call 'em to stop up the sink (okay) Whole lotta tried to go down the drain (ha, okay) First hundred thousand, I went made a strain I was ridin' behind Gucci in a red Mulsanne That was back in '09 before the fame came (okay) I had a check 'fore the rap check came (okay) I put baguettes on this sh-, I just blanked I don't four-four, make the check Houdini B-, you cheated, don't speak when you see me I'm in the Turbo S, no GP I'm gettin' h- from Ch-, I meant CC My n- ain't even tryna hit Saweetie (nah) That b- turn me off, no kizzy (no kizzy) I told my ex, "Don't call, I'm busy" (oh) I just told my new one she gotta trust me (gotta trust me) She love all my friends 'cause they love me (love) Everything you do and everything you say is stuck with me You're lovin' me, yeah I told my brother, "Take this watch, because I'm vulnerable" I let her get away with murder when I fall in love I told 'em, "Ante up the chips, because they know it's us" I told my n-, "f- them n-, 'cause it's f- us" They want me dead, they want me dead If I had one wish, I'd bring my n- back from the dead I'm sippin' codeine, this ain't no red, dawg I'm up but came from the struggle, duckin' red dogs, uh I keep that fire on me everywhere (21) It's one n- talk on the internet But when we turn on his block, he ain't ever there (on 21) All them lil' boys be tryna act gangster That's why when they die, I don't ever care (on 21) We in the middle of summer, but, n- We steppin', this sh- feel like February (pussy) Yellow diamonds, they canary Came from the bottom and I made it to the other side Nah, I ain't use no fairy (facts) Opps be smokin' on n- they ain't step on Them n- funny, Jim Carrey (straight up) Stones in my ear, they VVS certified B-, I can't hear you clearly (on God) Big 4L, we ain't beefin' 'bout h-, n- Don't bring that sh- near me (21) Leave your phone when you step I drop the bag, your secret is kept (21) Opps cliqued up, they needed some help Got too much money, I hired a chef Get me mad enough, I do it myself (21) Y'all n- p-, it's all on your breath (21) Go against me, that sh- bad for your health Where he stayin' is the same place he left (21) I told my brother, "Take this watch, because I'm vulnerable" (Take this watch from me) I let her get away with murder when I fall in love (yeah) I told 'em, "Ante up the chips, because they know it's us" (Because they know) I told my n-, "f- them n-, 'cause it's f- us" (I told my n-, n-) They want me dead, they want me dead (dead, they want me dead) If I had one wish, I'd bring my n- back from the dead I'm sippin' codeine, this ain't no red, dog (codeine, no red, no) I'm up but came from the struggle, duckin' red dogs, uh Metro

You start as lil' bro Then you big bro You start as lil' homie Then you big homie Niggas know me The bitches know me Salute to the Goonies Do a stick up for me When I die blow some weed Pour some liquor for me Know I keep working the whip You couldn't get up on it I've been skrting' off since nextels was chirping off Looking at the stash house Could tell you what the dirt is for I could get deeper with it Tell you what niggas murder for All this fly shit that we living for Superstitious hand is itching I'm bout to get it though Can't trust niggas The UZI is by the kitchen door Be careful what you be wishing for Well to the well is empty What is money for Can't get nothing from nothing I prove different though But never say you gettin' the money Cause they be snitchin' y'all Handfuls out the turkey bag Move the pounds, blow the funds, you lookin' at the chosen ones Handfuls out the turkey bag Never rat, love the silence, you lookin' at the golden ones Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw 'em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Long live the king, be a king, word to the jack This shit is dreamy Got me weeding bout Nefertiti Bora Bora for a week When I leave Tahiti Campin' ain't' easy but the game still need me Only reason I'm around still I never got greedy The trippy thing about life Is you could live forever Keep your name good In the streets I'm tryna' do better Paper drip with sauce Yeah burnin' nice and slow Another million from the road I'm tryna buy another home I miss the jack, big forty on my lap While I'm ridin' a lot of good keep dyin' Half a pound to the neck I'ma grind tll I see the sunrise We don't rest man We don't even flex now We just feel blessed to wake up In the morning and take another breath Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Move the pounds, blow the funds, you lookin' at the chosen ones Handfuls out the turkey bag Never rat, love the silence, you lookin' at the golden ones Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw 'em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Long live the king, be a king, word to the jack Got my bottom bitch bliffin' paper When all the neighbours got the flavor like an hour later Fuck I hate her Mind tripped in like a smoke cloud When my loud niggas have it drippin' From the joint up in my fingers Dead ringers, Rig slingers No blue dreamers Our pants are gettn' fatter while your pockets gettin' leaner Every pack of lit do bring a limoncello so much sweeter Watch these bitches change up their demeanor The grass is greener A thousand lights, ladies bouncin' by the style in sight If you lookin' for the doctor, got to know you pound 'em right It's all gas, better haul ass like you got a hall pass To the spot, payment, all cash So let me light this one and make it smell lovely No matter what you do you could never be above me I keep pushin' till the Sun sets, until the break of dawn Concentrate, I'm dabbin' to the song Mind gone Handfuls out the turkey bag Move the pounds, blow the funds, you lookin' at the chosen ones Handfuls out the turkey bag Never rat, love the silence, you lookin' at the golden ones Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw 'em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Long live the king, be a king, word to the jack

Shiftin' lines from the paradigm sublime On the streets of Cali, yo what's goin' on in town Wanna see my name in lights like a star gleamin' I wanna make you feel somethin', excorcise your demons Every day's a struggle, tryna make a bundle How can you stay humble when the streets love you I got a bad habit, I'm a winning-addict Livin' in sin, tragic life is fucking short damn it Can't afford wasting time when life happens Gotta get to everyday like the days are trappening Now we worldwide, it means worlds collide And we killing everything, so rather die We move, work it, low rates through the whole State And watch the money rotate All gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Whether the streets are rappin' we get it both ways Now watch the money rotate Lost in the smoke, I knew I came from nothing Inhale, exhale like the pain is nothing Picadas drops and I need the vein conduction Toke's real cheap if it's the same for suction Turn on the beat, the feejees came from something Hit the screen, spit flame and leave you a brain concussion We all play games though none of you niggas call foul New York nigga, but you know I'm smokin' that North Cal See ya landin' in, we have the right to the board now Rather smoke four pounds than hit you with the four pound So you want juice, then visit me at the store now I was gettin toward now, before I tore, tore down Global 4G star, hit you with the full clam I got to burn it let's be real I'm wit, burnin' it be real Twenty-four-seven high is always how I be feel We move, work it, low rates through the whole State And watch the money rotate All gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Whether the streets are rappin' we get it both ways Now watch the money rotate All dedication, no education Livin' life every day like I'm on vacation Beach houses seem to be my favourite destination Fake friends, I'm sick of seeing smilin' faces Look, twenty years got him shook Another loss took, cold hearted crook What a vision I just wanna see my daughter smile Money pile in the closet man that shit is wild Love the struggle, it just made the hunger much realer I'm on top, millionaire, ex drug-dealer I bet the smoke in my lung burn much cleaner Than burnt rot with a toolie on those street-sweepers Bulletproof Cadillac that shit is presidential Pretty model bitch, got great potential Dirty money hidden all in the Renault Top dog in the game, I'm on another level We move, work it, low rates through the whole State And watch the money rotate All gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Whether the streets are rappin' we get it both ways Now watch the money rotate