N luv wit a thug

Yea he loves running the street
but what about when he rubs my feet
i don't understand the lingo he speak
but when he's around my knees get weak
so what he on the corner hustling
but he's there for me when I'm struggling
no,there's nothing better than his hug
but i can't help if I'm in love with a thug

to the streets i don't want to lose
but who am i to make his choose
they tell me to leave him alone
but without him my house ain't a home
i don't care that he has been to jail
all i know is our love is real
i can't help that he sell drugs
but I'm in love with this thug

i worry because he's been shot
but i know in my heart he's all i got
and as long as he don't end up dead
i can care less if he reps that red
sometimes i silently cry at night
but i pray to God he's alright
every night there's an i love you with
a kiss and a hug
life is scary being in love with a thug