Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gangsteritus , by - potter payperRelease date: 30.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Gangsteritus |
| These hoes, these hoes bringin' fire to my eyes, oh |
| I, I know, I know it’s killin' me inside |
| Things I’ve sacrificed for this life |
| Everybody gotta make sacrifices |
| Sometimes it ain’t as simple as black and white is |
| Especially when you got a bit of gangsteritus |
| Trap star, rap star, man are gangster writers |
| We was blendin' in rentals with cats as drivers |
| I used to stack all the twenties spend all the fivers |
| Nowadays everybody wanna go viral |
| But I got them on a needle lik a old vinyl |
| 2021, year of the entitld |
| They say the trilogy itself’s like the street bible |
| Separate to elevate, it’s been vital |
| I been a big idol, I bleed out my eyeballs |
| Different days, I’m either homicide or suicidal |
| I don’t think it my fault, it’s just the path that I walk |
| Crown court spoilt, man are armed and blaggin' |
| Stepped in the party laggin' |
| They say they’re gang but they’re hardly bangin' (Bangin') |
| I’m tryna hit him in his skull like I’m bringin' Ed Hardy back in |
| Hit the can, then my dargs will wrap him |
| Since Feltham '06, they been sayin' I been hard at rappin' |
| Kamikaze, the visit got half the pack in |
| My brudda get’s it crackin' then I’m gettin' it crackin' |
| I’m too tapped to tap in |
| Shit, still smoke in my Prada jacket |
| These hoes, these hoes bringin' fire to my eyes, oh |
| I, I know, I know it’s killin' me inside |
| Things I’ve sacrificed for this life |
| It’s weird how sometimes I miss the days |
| When I never had a spliff to blaze |
| Nanny hugged me in the courtroom and kissed my face |
| My troubled childhood I wished away |
| Another day, another risk to take |
| Crown court, lookin' six to eight |
| Now I’m in the booth daily goin' six to eight |
| I used to mix the coke, not mix the tape |
| Now this mixtape cost ten bricks of flake |
| I need freedom like air |
| You never understand until 'til you see it disappear |
| And I can’t lie I wish Muni was here |
| I’ll give it all to have him back and put one in the air |
| Man say they wanna kill me, I ain’t scared |
| I’ll double your dare, even cover your fare |
| I’m goin' out like Tony at the top of the stairs |
| Ain’t my first choice but I be in some fuckry affairs |
| Mum struggled for years, Nan suffered for years |
| That’s buckets of tears |
| Hence the fire burnin', so when it comes to these numbers I’m too assertive |
| I got my suttin' on me, crisis averted |
| Crisis averted means it’s on person |
| Not third person |
| When suspects turn victims it’s on purpose |
| I’ve done bird with long-termers, wrong turners |
| Stop starters, cop burners, we’re not learners |
| Everybody gotta make sacrifices |