So What by Thug Lyrics

Negativity but make it gorgeous
We don't know nothing but misfortune
Driving around with the windows open
I’m claustrophobic and I'm stoned bitch
We are not rich, we ain't got shit
Matter fact, everything looks like a lick
Got to make a move, got to make it quick
Needed something new, I thought you was it

Thought I got up out of hell but I’m living in it
Fuck 12 'til I die could be any minute
So what

Black
Black rage, black angst, in a cage
Sitting sideways like my chain's my last name
Isn't it? Got me tensing my jaw in a civic bitch
I'm just tending my crops don't ask me
Fuck a critic lil bitch walk past me
Right by me, talk to the white me
You don't like me? I don't even like me
In my white tee
Thought I got up out of hell but I’m living in it
Fuck 12 ’til I die could be any minute
So what