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turn sleazy
Idolizing fake gangsters on the tv
Truth is life ain't nothing like what's showed on the tele
If your not ready
The world could be cold

Gangster chi sembri una pussy bitch
est que tu as capte le truc
la rue reconnais la rue
Dans La rue En bas de la lune
est que tu as capte le truc
la rue

others they cannot lie
I've been told by brothers that our destiny tied
But if you holding me back that shit ain't gon apply

Shit's pilling up as always

priority to my family
And the Gangster lifestyle is my second priority
You know what I'm saying
I got kids. That's all I'm living for right now

Is my kids

my inner demons won't stop though
If I add in cadence, you'll hate it, but I'm Picasso
I can be a gangster, and paint a picture that pops so

need no man by her side, she says
No second chances, one's all you get She don't play around with her time
I get it, that's fine But you can't let one

part of me
Part of us excuse me
Forgive me for this verse
Possessed by the holy spirit Every line gets worse
This gift that I'm using used to be a curse

a whitch 

Burned on a stake 

Watched by the town 

Feeling my pain 



And I've been straight 

And I've been gay 

I've been judged and 

I have condemned

I tried to be captain save a hoe
But bitches only stay by ur side till the paper low
I'm the one with the paper cuts and who pay for us but then yet

her damp
Put my hand in her pants. I'm like damn
Fuck a pond, this bitch is a dam
And these niggas be gangster as hell
Until you put away the cam
Quick

gangster movie from 1933

I've been living in the cut scenes 
Not sure who put me in this story 
But the script is kinda boring 

Bout to make this shit

Let me show you where I come from and how I survived barely
Was raised up in a cage
Where my smiles had to be fake
Did it by myself and I built myself

individual
It's like they love you then they hate you
And they throw you in that prison
Ion going down alone he coming with me if we flipping
Get your bread by

Move around before we make you move out of town
Should make you look for me, shoot up yo mama house
But mama raised a gangster, that ain't Lonnie

Rolling through clay co about a hundred grams

Get it by the bundle, nigga, like I work at Sam's
Money coming in, Uncle Sam, I'm Sam, I am
You nigga broke,

This one for the gangsters
Where the G's at
Ayy, look, what yawl wanna do
We deep in this bitch, no pool
Up it and boom, make it hot like the middle

to the basics
Like Tigger in the basement, yeah I was patiently waiting, you niggas not taking my shine
Don't understand how you niggas getting by Reciting them

I'm not no gangster on some east side shit
I got this heavy handed lumber, that might swoop your chick
I know the fact that you ain't made it shows you

One look at Eugene, and yo ass gets hard

Rejected by Abby, he's got a broken heart

Fits look like something right outta Walmart

Think you a gangster

I'm walkin' in these dark woods, I'm by myself I swear I lost my queen because I cannot find
myself I'm not puttin' on this crown because I'm not who

Pull up like ah gangster
Me no cause calamity
When I start nobody reason me
So I cook myself nobody's seasoning me
Ogbeni no Dey form senior man
Na my

of so called gangsters
But to me, only Cash matters
I dont have no manners, i make mf bangers
Get on the floor biatch, i need answers
Who you is, where

Bobby G on the beat
Love, life, loyalty, three words that I live by
I'd be remissed if I ain't do this here for the guys
Tried to hide my eyes,

she like how i move
I'm always with geng
I keep steady on the road
I ain't tryna leave quick
I got ma killys by my side
But i still keep it clean
I took