it ain't a blessing if you sin for it
said it like six times
but i don't practice what i preach
i got six grinds
cah i got a son who turned six
i gotta get mine
free my brudda ratty he's in the can for like the sixth time
skipped death a couple times but i live four lives
even though i'm muslim i could never keep four wives
love my bro four times
try touch him i be rising up my.4 twice
tryna buy a crib
you be buying up some more ice
i bought my bruddas tape
you buying more life
never been rich i been poor twice
heart's gone cold
it just pours ice
fuck young thug and them dons
i bang 2pac
fuck the bouncer in the club
i brang two packs
my brudda got an ounce in the club
it's how we do akh
this year i gotta fly to dubai and link fuad
i grind in rain
now i got the brightest chain
i could never snitch
i'd rather die in pain
and that's word akh
to the world akh
they can take me now or hit me with a bird akh
feelin like bigs man
tell em top shotta's back
bangin' out trapz and potter tracks
i lost a z last fed chase
but it's not a l my g
that's shotta's tax
about gangster
your bank account banter
i'm in my city with a fizzy and a fanta
about gangster
your bank account bankrupt
i'm in my city with a fizzy and a fanta
about gangster
your bank account banter
i'm in my city with a fizzy and a fanta
i'm in my city with a fizzy and a fanta
tryna find happiness within
my brudda got a twelve but he's happy on the wing
any whip i get i'm blackin' out the tints
i told my wifey wait and i'll be splashing on your ring like
you gotta wait until your time's right
spin a rapper like my brudda limelight
five years strong
and the 'nect's got the same buj
mans think they bad
till they 3 weeks in j hood
my brudda's on the run they got him living in qatar
told my brudda open up a bible or quran
yeah my chain's shining but you find me in the dark
fuck losing money i be losing my iman like
i could never be a popstar
coulda been a doctor
never eating lobster
always in the 'ood
with some chips and a box of wings
rather stab you up cah the roads aren't a boxing ring
about gangster
your bank account banter
i'm in my city with a fizzy and a fanta
about gangster
your bank account bankrupt
i'm in my city with a fizzy and a fanta
about gangster
your bank account banter
i'm in my city with a fizzy and a fanta
i'm in my city with a fizzy and a fanta
on the roads tryna chase the profit
when i should try intimidate my prophet
born muslim but i'm moving like a kufr
twenty shots'll have you moving like kapoof
let the mash squeeze and put it in his handkerchief
gangster boy
i don't need a gangster bitch
got bars but i'm sinnin' for my p's
this music ting's dead i can't be living off of streams
before i wake up and tweet off my spotify
get a box
break it down
shot a nine
it's looking crazy in the street
active on the roads but i'm lazy on the beat like