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/
Livin It Up
Young Thug Lyrics
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We got forty-five bitches just livin' it up
Been too damn long without a sip of my cup
Sayin' one's too many, hunnid isn't enough, alright
Don't worry 'bout 12, no, they ain't showin' up
Rocky came with the shots, Thug came with the blunts
Sayin' one's too many, hunnid isn't enough, alright, yeah
Now, you see we goin' dumb, dumb, dumb
Now, you see we goin' dumb, dumb, dumb
Yeah, one's too many, hunnid isn't enough
Yeah, a hunnid just isn't enough
Oh hey, lucky girl, okay
What you want? Andalé
Got ice on the way
Put stones in your face
Calamari, ocean lake
Split a millions four ways
My pavilion, Saint-Tropez, yeah, alright
Why is it so hard for you to cry when we rich?
I put the sideline in front 'cause I can't argue 'bout shit
I told God, protect my life 'cause I'm gon' come in that shit
You know I, you know I
She won't fasten up her seatbelt when we ride
Bought the girl a two-story penthouse in the Big Apple like a pie
She was tryna tear me down with all her words, but they were lies
But I let her get away with it 'cause sometimes she wanna die, yeah, yeah
We got forty-five bitches just livin' it up
Been too damn long without a sip of my cup
Sayin' one's too many, hunnid isn't enough, alright (alright, alright)
Don't worry 'bout 12, no, they ain't showin' up
Rocky came with the shots, Thug came with the blunts
Sayin' one's too many, hunnid isn't enough, alright (alright, alright), yeah
Now, you see we goin' dumb, dumb, dumb
Now, you see we goin' dumb, dumb, dumb
Yeah, one's too many, hunnid isn't enough
Yeah, a hunnid just isn't enough
I'm on my own
Get high with me, we'll levitate
Get high with me for brighter days
Oh, smile, let me spy the frame
I'm so lit, it could start the campfire
Shorty, where your man? Let me stand by ya
Well, mister esquire
seen a fresh attire do a spin-out in my fresh tire
Red stones, I'm a vampire, it might petrify ya
Uh, whole city goin' dumb, dumb, dumb
Whole city goin' dumb, dumb, dumb
Uh, new semi goin' dump, dump, dump
Four-fizzy on the pump, pump, pump
We got forty-five bitches just livin' it up (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Been too damn long without a sip of my cup
Sayin' one's too many, hunnid isn't enough, alright (alright, alright) (yeah)
Don't worry 'bout 12, no, they ain't showin' up
Rocky came with the shots, Thug came with the blunts (just livin' it up)
Sayin' one's too many, hunnid isn't enough, alright (alright, alright), yeah
Now, you see we goin' dumb, dumb, dumb
Now, you see we goin' dumb, dumb, dumb
Yeah, one's too many, hunnid isn't enough
Yeah, a hunnid just isn't enough
The song "Livin It Up" by Young Thug (feat. A$AP Rocky Post Malone) is about living the high life without any care in the world. The lyrics talks about how they have too many women and too much money, and they don't care about the police. They're just living it up and enjoying their lives. The verses of the song are mostly about partying, drugs, and having fun with women. Young Thug and A$AP Rocky both rap their verses with catchy flows while Post Malone sings the chorus about partying and not having enough.
In one of the verses, A$AP Rocky speaks about how he bought a penthouse in New York City for a girl and how he's so rich that he can't argue with anyone. In the next verse, Thug sings about smoking blunts and driving fast cars with his friends. The chorus emphasizes that one hundred women are not enough for them to have fun, and they will continue to party, no matter what.
Overall, "Livin It Up" is about living the high life and constantly having fun without any worries or problems. It is an upbeat song that's perfect for partying and having a good time.
Line by Line Meaning
We got forty-five bitches just livin' it up
We are surrounded by a lot of women, and we are enjoying our lives to the fullest
Been too damn long without a sip of my cup
It has been a while since I last had a drink
Sayin' one's too many, hunnid isn't enough, alright
I can never have enough drinks, and even one is not enough
Don't worry 'bout 12, no, they ain't showin' up
We are not concerned about the police arriving at this party
Rocky came with the shots, Thug came with the blunts
A$AP Rocky brought the alcohol, while Young Thug brought the marijuana
Now, you see we goin' dumb, dumb, dumb
We are acting foolishly and having a lot of fun
Yeah, one's too many, hunnid isn't enough
Even one of something is not enough for me, I always want more
Oh hey, lucky girl, okay
Hello there, fortunate girl, all right
What you want? Andalé
What do you desire? Let's go
Got ice on the way
I have jewelry coming soon
Put stones in your face
I will decorate your face with gems
Calamari, ocean lake
Let's dine on squid and enjoy the view of the water
Split a millions four ways
We will divide a large amount of money between four people
My pavilion, Saint-Tropez, yeah, alright
My luxurious building in Saint-Tropez is amazing, all right
Why is it so hard for you to cry when we rich?
I do not understand why someone would be unhappy when they have so much wealth and success
I put the sideline in front 'cause I can't argue 'bout shit
I avoid arguments by simply ignoring them and focusing on other things
I told God, protect my life 'cause I'm gon' come in that shit
I prayed for God to protect me, because I will make a lot of money and draw a lot of attention
She won't fasten up her seatbelt when we ride
She does not want to buckle her seatbelt when we are in the car
Bought the girl a two-story penthouse in the Big Apple like a pie
I bought the girl a luxurious apartment in New York City as if it were a simple task
She was tryna tear me down with all her words, but they were lies
She attempted to ruin my reputation with her false accusations and rumors
But I let her get away with it 'cause sometimes she wanna die, yeah, yeah
I did not confront her because I know she struggles with suicidal thoughts
I'm on my own
I am independent
Get high with me, we'll levitate
Let's smoke marijuana together and feel as though we are floating
Get high with me for brighter days
Smoking marijuana will bring happiness and positivity to our lives
Oh, smile, let me spy the frame
Smile, so I can admire your beauty
I'm so lit, it could start the campfire
I am so intoxicated that I could start a fire at the campsite
Shorty, where your man? Let me stand by ya
Where is your significant other? Let me stand near you
Well, mister esquire
Hello, sir
seen a fresh attire do a spin-out in my fresh tire
I witnessed a newly dressed person perform a spin-out in my brand new car tire
Red stones, I'm a vampire, it might petrify ya
My red gemstones make me look like a vampire, which could frighten you
Uh, whole city goin' dumb, dumb, dumb
The entire city is acting foolishly and enjoying themselves
new semi goin' dump, dump, dump
My new semi-automatic weapon is firing rapidly
Four-fizzy on the pump, pump, pump
I have four bottles of champagne on the pump, ready to drink
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Austin Richard Post, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Louis Russell Bell, Rakim Mayers, Ryan Vojtesak
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@lolo45880
Posty on chorus was insane, damn he is great in creating catchy music
@nostylist8625
https://youtu.be/ZXYXysPi1F8
@DanielRodrigues000
Only would be better if playboi carti was here
@jordanwhite4977
@@DanielRodrigues000 i love carti but he wouldn’t fit this beat
@everybodyhadtopayandpay8
sounds like bruno fuckin mars
@MINDLESSEGOS
@@jordanwhite4977 might could if he didn’t do baby voice
@liammurray5196
posty + rocky = eargasm
@emmanuelcastello1220
Sus
@ryangraham71
Cant forget thuggg
@princemunoz3628
Asap thug post this song hard no cap 😍😍