Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Im a Gangsta , by - Meek Mill. Song from the album Flamers, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 01.07.2012
Record label: Believe
Song language: English
Im a Gangsta |
| I’m a full time hustler posted on the block |
| Got to get it to live and I’m never gon' stop |
| I’m a gangsta, I’m a gangsta |
| When the right you can hear the bass knock |
| And the girl dem love me, me have my city lock |
| I’m a gansta, I’m a gansta |
| You grind to get the I grind to get the Rolls |
| I grind to stack paper, you grind to get some clothes |
| From where they never make it, fake niggas get exposed |
| Stretched out all on the payment, left there they body |
| No I ain’t name naming, I’ve living by the code |
| My finger on the stainless ready to rock the roll |
| In case these niggas try to take me under |
| It’s like a jungle outside sometimes it makes me wonder |
| How I’m still alive, It’s like a miracle |
| You young black and you 25 |
| Cause this is where they die |
| I’m only 20 now my people screaming get a job |
| They steady asking what’s my goals I tell them to survive |
| Cause it’s real in the fields murder homicide |
| I’m tryna to touch a million before I touch the sky |
| My man was only 19 them people gave him life |
| And he been down for like a tre and I ain’t never write |
| Shame on my damn self not a letter right |
| That shit’ll hurt my heart I think about you every night |
| Every day, all the week, once or twice |
| I get a deal you get a pill nigga fuck the ice |
| And free my nigga Lil', that’s my nigga real |
| Racked 'til the day I die if I hit my kill |
| Clap niggas homicide hit 'em with the steel |
| And put 'em in the grave, cause we forever made |
| I’m a full time hustler posted on the block |
| Got to get it to live and I’m never gon' stop |
| I’m a gangsta, I’m a gangsta |
| When the right you can hear the bass knock |
| And the girl dem love me, me have my city lock |
| I’m a gansta, I’m a gansta |
| I’m dipped in no love but I’m greeting to the gang |
| It matters from the heart so why expensive with the flame |
| People feel my pain from the soul that’s inside of me |
| Honestly, I’ve walked through a life full of rain |
| I’m talking cold nights, gun brawls over caine |
| I’m reaching for the light cause it’s trifling the game |
| A nigga say he your man that shit ain’t true |
| Unless he down and he ride and providing for you |
| The other say fuck 'em no desire to prove |
| Separation what I deciding to do, but I’ve been riding since two |
| Since a youngin' hold it down on my own |
| From '89 to '07 that’s 18 strong |
| And still hold it down on the throne, feel me |
| South Phil where it’s real in the zone so filthy |
| Pain, critically acclaimed, nigga in the game, it’s still blood gang |
| People feel my pain but it’s strange but I’m focused |
| I see clear vision as I’m scoping my set ears open |
| Faithfully I’m praying and I’m hoping |
| Before my man that’s going well love and my condolences |
| I noticed that’s it’s pure love from the heart and soul |
| Before my man I shed my blood and my bones |
| They got me in the zone with the chrome bugging out |
| Thinking 'bout a come up how we running through the south now we out |
| I’m a full time hustler posted on the block |
| Got to get it to live and I’m never gon' stop |
| I’m a gangsta, I’m a gangsta |
| When the right you can hear the bass knock |
| And the girl dem love me, me have my city lock |
| I’m a gansta, I’m a gansta |