Lyrics:
Where I'm from you see alot of death
You know this street shit
Come wit a lot of stress
Trynna be a gangsta you could try ya best
shot em til he was
With too many good visions
Too many bad dreams
Gotta keep it goin'
Can't go for anything
Feel like I'm in the sky soarin'
Yeah I fly on a plane
Live by
Shark tanks and views millionaire cruise buying cars in twos
"Never lose" my motto since birth
Double up knots and crack spots
Snitches lead out by
at
Trying to get some money with some pussy on the side of that
Never have to ask where my killas or my riders at
But when fake gangstas try to find where
Gospel gangsta, when I'm walkin' in
You want the fake daps and fake hug music
When they hear the strip club music, they gon' get the instrumental
If I
it is
The rest gangsta on the real man you know what it is
Plus I got a hundred goons wit me
Dressed in black
Fifty at the front door, fifty
is so precise, gangsta all my life
I don't get robbed, I control the heist
Cold as ice, still nothing, this whole device
Life's a gamble, so I roll
to rest
Now its time to say goodbye & Let go of regrets
You a gangsta baby, You flyin High
Tell me how the fuck you leave Without sayin bye
I just looked up
Yeah the undisputed king
Nigga I am the street, shit - haha
Trae tha Truth pyrexx
Yeah
If you looking for the realest I'm
Here to give you the biz
make money
Plus I'm fucking famous so I don't say sorry
Don't blame me girl go blame Anies
Yo get off my back he's the gangsta, I'm just a fuckin' rat
I
I move by my doly
How you a gangsta you speakin to police
Runnin off on em if that nigga owe me
Smokin on woods I ain't drinkin no 40s
Remember them
Hook :
Baby I need you
Is you down ride
Will you bus’s fye
If oops come in slide
Shawty don’t tell lie
Verse 1:
I was broke she stuck by my
on
Everywhere I go they know my face
Packs bro
Yeah I got some nando by my base
Bad boy
Hoe I'm back feeling like I'm Mase
Strapped boy
Yeah I got a nine up on my
a fucking train with my forehead
I now live by the carnival dominion,
So mother fuck your opinion
I'm a looney path,
I kill pedestrians, families,
at the table make
Yo ho go fetch him a plate
Then I pull up in the Porsche
Bet whoever willin' to race
Charges dismissed by the feds still
Gotta deal with
Gangstas out here doing they thang
On they block trying to get they change
Keeping them haters out they range)
Hit niggas the realest, from west Tex to NY
these niggas and I'm going on the run
Tan niggas burn niggas like the sun
And I do this shit for fun what you want
And that's
Gangsta
Want me to turn up
at the table make
Yo ho go fetch him a plate
Then I pull up in the Porsche
Bet whoever willin' to race
Charges dismissed by the feds
Still gotta deal with
brilla, trae alegría," they say,
Our family bond is stronger every day.
[Chorus]
This is our home of love, where hearts collide,
In each other's arms, we
name was Anheusur Brewery
And hittin bush by the duece
Like Jesus created two of me
Haters they make me famous
So I'm deservin an Oscar
Walkin by
really, really? [2X]
I'm gangsta, like Tweety Bird Loc [bird whistle]
Fuck around and get your little bird neck broke
Wait behind fast foods, strapped
Ask around your hood and bet they gonna tell ya,
B. A.M is gangsta, moviendo lo que sea,
Bringing that fire, all up in your area
Palm beach sayin
Oh
dead bodies and glass pipes
That was the age four, and by the age ten
They opened up the caged doors and let the fuckin' beast out
Fuck my auntie
Oh shit, fuck is my watch at? Shit man, fuck
Nah man, nah man, hell nah
These bitches is frontin'
The fuck the shit go?
Them drug gangstas
Yo son,
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