U In A Gang // Exxon
(专辑: Angelic Hoodrat - 2020)
[U in a
Gang] Big business We got Percocet, drugged We gettin them pills in In the
Dec' with the
Judge My niggas kill shit If you pull it better buss Bitch I
aing flinching You on some wig shit You just a
snitch Don't give a
fuck about no friend I
want them millions Fuck all these folks When I
was broke they wouldn't give shit Aye fuck a
hand out Bitch my bankroll stand out I
became a
man now I
peep too many things Too intense for me to engage Telling me how you hit a
stain And you ain't the
same nah U
in a
gang? u
in a
gang huh? You and the
gang, you and the
gang huh? Who with the
gang? who with the
gang bruh? Who with the
gang? who with the
gang bruh? U
in a
gang? U
in a
gang huh? U
in a
gang? U
in a
gang huh? U
in a
gang U
in a
gang huh? Paranoid Annoyed with every voice I'm knocking on Heaven's doors I'm knocking on Heaven's doors Please let me die of old age in my sleep Not cold laid in the
street I
don't play with em Hang with adult babies with heat And colgate Squeeze and it blow straight in ya teeth It's road rage in the
street Ain't no caging the
beast Don't know if anything matters It's all energy matter and particles Spinning apart rippling rapid My heart was broken into parts With no bandage when I
caught on Tell me yo side with no capping cause... I
peep too many things Too intense for me to engage Telling me how you hit a
stain And you ain't the
same nah U
in a
gang? u
in a
gang huh? You and the
gang, you and the
gang huh? Who with the
gang? who with the
gang bruh? Who with the
gang? who with the
gang bruh? U
in a
gang? U
in a
gang huh? U
in a
gang? U
in a
gang huh? U
in a
gang U
in a
gang huh? Paranoid Annoyed with every voice I'm knocking on Heaven's doors I'm knocking on Heaven's door Big business We got Percocet, drugged We gettin them pills in In the
Dec' with the
Judge My niggas kill shit If you pull it better buss Bitch I
ain flinching You on some wig shit [Exxon] Scraping the
demon off of my back, I
need him off me These niggas need to stop for a
snack, they need a
Glock in my lap I
like the
feeling, I
don't even offer it back (Aye, which one of y'all nigga got my shit bruh, gimme my shit back) Oh you planned it out, you see how it's panning out My confidence in you dumping if someone start acting out It's bringing my panic down I
wore your hand me downs, when they was your hand me downs I
don't even like 'em but I
know rocking 'em make you proud My Saturdays got sadder the
day that they sat you down The
day that they let you out... I
knew you had changed Knew you was dueling with rage It's only so many things niggas can do with the
pain (Bruh) Shoulder to shoulder with real soldiers, drinking from pill sodas If your eyes still open, then I
know they peeled open I'm ready to steal with ya if that bitch still open I
know you gon' pull it if that bitch real focused I'm setting mics up, so we can be piped up in the
end My life come from this pen You tell me stories of niggas getting sliced up in the
pen I'm not sleeping again, you not going back in, on me...