Thug was born amongst the masses eliminating any doubt that he wouldn’t be special. The second youngest child of 11 children developed a skill for standing out amongst many, early. Young Thug moved to Jonesboro, an impoverished suburb of Georgia where his lifestyle was engrossed by the crime, drug addiction and violence that surrounded him. It was there that he developed an insatiable appetite to succeed his current situation. After discovering and acknowledging his talent and creativity for music in 2010, Thug started a new hustle that would soon mature as one of the most promising music careers in the South. He also founded the record label YSL ( Young Stoner/Slatt Life) in 2010.
Eyeballing the throne of Hip hop royalty, Young Thug began to create a sound and style that would inevitably place him on top. Young Thug’s catchy verses and raw lyrical talent distinguished noise from art, clearly being the latter his creations are the best that remain of Southern hip hop. He is the embodiment of the evolution of Southern hip-hop. Young Thug is the representative for a generation that doesn't see hip-hop as a hobby but a lifestyle. Keeping true to himself, his art, and his home Young Thug will stand alone as the one true savior of the Southern movement.
2. Young Thug aka The Demon Child is hardcore/horrorcore rapper/beatmaker from Central France. Often collaborated with Lil Prod. Also he made 2 albums under the alias Da Mystic Terror, in these 2 albums he changed his voice to make it sounds like it's an other person rapping.
Official blogspots:
http://demonchildproductions.blogspot.com/
http://lilproddiscographie.blogspot.com/
Fifth Day Dead
Young Thug Lyrics
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Yeah, ooh, no
Yeah, ooh, no
Yeah
Yeah, ooh, no
Tell me
Ooh no
Say, ooh, no
Moncler coat, 'cause I'm the coldest out
I had twenty thousand pints sealed in a drought
Twelve bend the corner, me and the dawgs gettin' out
Got twenty-seven colors, this Versace couch
I got it from Birdman out of his Miami spot
I told the bitch don't call me, she a Miami thot
They hate to see you rackin', big gold Patek's rose gold
White diamonds on my wrist, it's like my main bitch toes
I cut the top off of the Benz, that winter was cold
I got a lot of thots, but got respect for my hoes
I got a lot of spots for recess for all my kids in the back
Playgrounds galore for teachers askin' why all of 'em brats
Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
I throwed it to my dawgs, I told 'em fetch
Fuck over opps, they kids still shit the bed
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I called 'em up and told him what he said
He text me back five days and he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sippin' on Wock' 'cause ain't no red
Passport shawty, I can take this bitch places
High heel Chanel, oh, she rockin' big aces
A pussy nigga wishin' he could trade places
I told a nigga, "You must be kidding, I'm goin' Maison"
I called my watch stupid 'cause the time froze
150 for my tooth and when I find hoes
My niggas smoke Biscotti, not the pinecone
My nigga Jimbo did a dime, now he back home
I been countin' money all night long
Until my dawgs who can't fall off no more
I used to walk down, buyin' out the store
Her body was natural, now she plastic, she a barbie
Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
I throwed it to my dawgs, I told 'em fetch
Fuck over opps, they kids still shit the bed
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I called 'em up and told him what he said
He text me back five days and he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sippin' on Wock' 'cause ain't no red
Yeah, ooh, no
Yeah, ooh, no
Yeah, ooh, no
Yeah
Yeah, ooh, no
Tell me
Ooh no
Say, ooh, no
Yeah
The lyrics to Young Thug's song "Fifth Day Dead" are open to interpretation, as with many of his songs. On the surface, the song seems to discuss Young Thug's wealth, lifestyle, and relationships. However, there are also darker undertones and themes of loyalty, mortality, and the consequences of actions intertwined within the lyrics.
In the first verse, Young Thug boasts about his extravagant lifestyle, showcasing his Moncler coat and his Versace couch. He also mentions his connection to Birdman, a prominent figure in the rap industry, indicating his success and level of respect within the industry. The mention of the white diamonds on his wrist suggests his wealth and luxurious taste. However, he also expresses his respect for his female companions, showing a sense of loyalty and appreciation.
In the second verse, Young Thug flexes his material possessions, including big baguettes on his neck, symbolizing expensive jewelry. He also references his ability to engage in illegal activities with ease and disregard for consequences, as seen in his dismissive attitude towards "opps" and the mention of their children still wetting the bed. The line, "He text me back five days and he was dead," suggests that Young Thug has a disregard for others' lives and the consequences of his actions. He further implies that he has skeletons in his closet, possibly alluding to his involvement in shady dealings.
The third verse starts with a reference to Young Thug's ability to travel the world, indicated by his "Passport shawty." He mentions a woman wearing expensive Chanel heels, implying he is attracted to materialistic women. He dismisses a rival's desire to trade places, underlining his own success and status. The line about his watch being stupid because the time froze could represent a moment of self-reflection or feeling stuck in time. The mention of his friend, Jimbo, returning home after serving time in prison, suggests a theme of loyalty and the effects of incarceration.
In the chorus, Young Thug reiterates his ownership of valuable jewelry (big baguettes on his neck) and the loyalty he commands from his associates (commanding them to fetch). He also reiterates his disregard for his rivals, noting that their children still wet the bed. The line referencing a text response after five days, and the implication that the person is dead, adds a sinister and ominous tone to the lyrics.
Overall, "Fifth Day Dead" has complex lyrics that touch on themes of wealth, loyalty, mortality, and the consequences of one's actions. Young Thug exhibits his braggadocious style while also touching on darker aspects of his lifestyle. The lyrics provide insight into his mindset as an artist, but ultimately, the interpretation may vary based on the listener's perspective.
Line by Line Meaning
Moncler coat, 'cause I'm the coldest out
I wear a Moncler coat because I am the most stylish and cool
I had twenty thousand pints sealed in a drought
I had a large amount of drugs (pints) stashed during a shortage
Twelve bend the corner, me and the dawgs gettin' out
Twelve (police) turn the corner while me and my crew are escaping
Got twenty-seven colors, this Versace couch
My Versace couch comes in twenty-seven different colors
I got it from Birdman out of his Miami spot
I acquired it from Birdman's Miami location
I told the bitch don't call me, she a Miami thot
I warned the woman not to contact me because she is promiscuous in Miami
They hate to see you rackin', big gold Patek's rose gold
People dislike seeing you succeed, wearing expensive gold Patek watches
White diamonds on my wrist, it's like my main bitch toes
I have sparkling white diamonds on my wrist, just like the nails of my most important woman
I cut the top off of the Benz, that winter was cold
I removed the roof of my Mercedes-Benz because it was a chilly winter
I got a lot of thots, but got respect for my hoes
I have many promiscuous women in my life, but I treat them with respect
I got a lot of spots for recess for all my kids in the back
I have many locations where my friends hang out, providing them with opportunities for fun and relaxation
Playgrounds galore for teachers askin' why all of 'em brats
There are many places where people can gather and socialize, causing teachers to wonder why they are all misbehaving
Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
I have large diamond necklaces resembling baguettes around my neck
I throwed it to my dawgs, I told 'em fetch
I tossed the expensive jewelry to my friends and told them to go get it
Fuck over opps, they kids still shit the bed
I disrespect my enemies, and yet their children are still unable to control their bodily functions while sleeping
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I engaged in intense sexual activity with her and exhausted her to the point of falling asleep
I called 'em up and told him what he said
I contacted someone and informed them about a statement they made
He text me back five days and he was dead
After five days, he finally responded to my text, but he had already passed away
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I instructed him to reveal the secrets or hidden mistakes I made
I been sippin' on Wock' 'cause ain't no red
I have been drinking Wockhardt syrup because there is no codeine available
Passport shawty, I can take this bitch places
I have a partner who possesses a passport and can travel with me to various destinations
High heel Chanel, oh, she rockin' big aces
She is wearing expensive Chanel high heels and flaunting expensive jewelry
A pussy nigga wishin' he could trade places
A weak and envious person desires to exchange positions with me
I told a nigga, "You must be kidding, I'm goin' Maison"
I confidently informed someone that I am pursuing high-class living and luxury
I called my watch stupid 'cause the time froze
I referred to my watch as foolish because it stopped working
150 for my tooth and when I find hoes
I paid $150 for a tooth and when I discover attractive women
My niggas smoke Biscotti, not the pinecone
My friends smoke high-quality Biscotti marijuana strain, not cheap and inferior cannabis
My nigga Jimbo did a dime, now he back home
My friend Jimbo served a ten-year prison sentence, but now he is back home
I been countin' money all night long
I have been calculating and counting currency throughout the entire night
Until my dawgs who can't fall off no more
Continuously counting money until my friends who are financially secure and cannot lose it
I used to walk down, buyin' out the store
I used to stroll into a shop and purchase everything available
Her body was natural, now she plastic, she a barbie
Her physique used to be genuine, but now she has undergone plastic surgery, resembling a Barbie doll
I called 'em up and told him what he said
I contacted someone and informed them about a statement they made
He text me back five days and he was dead
After five days, he finally responded to my text, but he had already passed away
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I instructed him to reveal the secrets or hidden mistakes I made
I been sippin' on Wock' 'cause ain't no red
I have been drinking Wockhardt syrup because there is no codeine available
Yeah, ooh, no
Expressing uncertainty
Tell me
Requesting for someone to convey information
Ooh no
Expressing disbelief or disappointment
Say, ooh, no
Indicating surprise or disagreement
Yeah
Affirmative response or agreement
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andrew Wotman, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Louis Russell Bell
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@TheLoverboyy
Moncler coat, 'cause I'm the coldest out
I had twenty thousand pints sealed in a drought
Twelve bend the corner, me and the dawgs gettin' out
Got twenty-seven colors, this Versace couch
I got it from Birdman out of his Miami spot
I told the bitch don't call me, she a Miami thot
They hate to see you rackin', big gold Patek's rose gold
White diamonds on my wrist, it's like my main bitch toes
I cut the top off of the Benz, that winter was cold
I got a lot of thots, but got respect for my hoes
I got a lot of spots for recess for all my kids in the back
Playgrounds galore for teachers askin' why all of 'em brats
Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
I told it to my dawg, I told him feds
Fuck over opps, they kids still shit the bed
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I called 'em up and told him what he said
He text me back five days and he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sippin' on Wock' 'cause ain't no red
Passport shawty, I can take this bitch places
High heel Chanel, oh, she rockin' big aces
A pussy nigga wishin' he could trade places
I told a nigga, "You must be kidding, I'm goin' Maison"
I called my watch stupid 'cause the time froze
150 for my tooth and when I find hoes
My niggas smoke Biscotti, not the pinecone
My nigga Jimbo did a dime, now he back home
I been countin' money all night long
Until my dawgs who can't fall off no more
I used to walk down, buyin' out the store
Her body was natural, now she plastic, she a barbie
Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
I told it to my dawg, I told him feds
Fuck over opps, they kids still shit the bed
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I called 'em up and told him what he said
He text me back five days and he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sippin' on Wock' 'cause ain't no red
@dougmar
THIS IS THE BEST SONG ON THE ALBUM YOUNG THUG
@TegoTheKid23
Facts
@yunnoiz7142
Yea Yea Yea
@dansolo9721
Living it up is better but this top 3 forsho
@rebeccaanderson9676
https://youtu.be/echCmkUQ0yw
@dc-rnafilms1772
I fw all the singles 🔥
@Jordan-lm9hh
I swear Thugs vocal control and being able to keep the flow up it’s just amazing
@ChiefTy
*auto tune and mixing but he’s a 🐐
@nostylist8625
https://youtu.be/ZXYXysPi1F8 😦😦
@Jordan-lm9hh
@Ty Leake true but the way thug has mastered almost everything about his music and sound is crazy fr