Gangster

Goddamn, they want problems coz they rivals
Figthing like a group of kids for a bag of herbals
We got dealers, we got mobs and they forever riders
Ever since we were 14, we been hanging with some cold killers
Trynna sell us guns with the products
I’m a target so I bought glock
I never missed when I shot
They try to act hard but not with us
They just hate us, they don’t know us
Criticisms make me better
Thinking about all the love letters
I wrote to my girl when we couldn’t see us
Her mama said that I’m not albanian so we can’t be together
But I’m a thug with a heart so I promised that I would love her forever
Ever since as a person I’m tryna be better
Hallucinations making me madder
Inside my head she been living because everywhere I go, I just see her
I’m a crazy mother******, n***** call me a gangster
Working my way to be a mother****** rap star
Create rap blow like the song rockstar
Wishing for things I don't believe in shooting star
P**** drama queens ruining my atmosphere
Jealous n***** asking for their girl’s insta pass
Rich n***** gifting diamonds to the gold diggers
Problematic dudes mad her question “What’s real love, n****?”
I got the hennessy
I got the enemies
N***** aiming ak 47 at me
I got the homies
I got the ogs
People acting like they don’t even know me
I’m succeeding so everyone is coming back because now they just want me
Was such an embarrassment for them to know me but now they tell stories about how they know me
Hit a f*** n**** back after he done talking smack
They said I couldn’t rap but now I’m seeing success
Can’t seem to find real love because all I see are fake b******
I don’t even know who’s real after I saw them snitches
They be getting stitches
And when I make it to the top, I’ll keep my humble without showing my riches.
Try to be the quickest
I work the hardest
I gather all the knowledge feels like I harvest
Try to avoid replies when I get the late texts
She don’t want relation, she want good sex
I try to keep my s*** together but that be a mess.
I’m killing every verse like the queen on chess.
I’m scared that when I grow up I’ll still have the hole on my chest.
This shit might be karma getting back at me or God’s test.
I’m living on a lost planet
No gravity so I’m stuck in an abyss
Thugging feels like a full time job
And the goal is to be most wanted.
I grinded for 2 years got 20 more
Hope the streets don’t give me bullet holes
I hate liars, wanna feed them burning coals
Arm's complete when I have a pistol on
Smoke some, shoot some then we gone
Love to talk with a sweet tone
Got eyes on the city like I’m a drone
Trynna be a king and sit on a throne
Done enough bragging of my fights with people but now all I do is regret
That shit got me hated on a next level
My crime list never gonna let me travel
I miss my girl, got fake masks on me as if everyday is carnival
Goddamnit I was a criminal so we couldn’t be together
But I'm a thug with a heart, so I promised to love her forever
Ever since as a person I’m tryna be better
Hallucinations making me madder
Inside my head she been living because everywhere I go, I just see her
I’m a crazy mother******, n***** call me a gangster
Working my way to be a mother****** rap star
Create rap blow like the song rockstar
Wishing for things I don't believe in shooting star
P**** drama queens ruining my atmosphere
Jealous n***** asking for their girl’s insta pass
Rich n***** gifting diamonds to the gold diggers
Problematic dudes mad her question “What’s real love, n****?”