Lil Homie Wanna Be a Gangsta
Lil homie wanna be gangsta
And he don't even know what that is
I'm tryna tell him to chill fore he get killed
But he wanna be a gangsta
You know i can't tell him a thang
He running round with that pistol
Hope he ready to bang
Cuz he a gangsta
In these streets it's kill or be killed
So while you wilding out your top
I hope you know it's for real if
You gangsta, look
Lil homie wanna be a gangsta
Lil Homie wanna be a gangsta nigga
He think he ready for the block
Just cuz he smoke him some dope
And got a glock
His daddy be selling rocks
You know he look up to pops
He think that he ready to live
This life ducking the cops
But i don't think that he ready
So i be begging him to stop
I say these streets is too deadly
I don't wanna see you dropped
You ain't bout no killing
So you gone end up getting popped
They cutting up with them choppas
A lot of niggas getting chopped
Everyday a new body
Another nigga on the news
Them lil niggas be killing'll
Body rock you out ya shoes
Nobody be fighting so
Ain't no putting up ya tools
Put ya hands in ya pockets
Get it popping with the tool
They been doing the fool
Born in 2002
Them lil niggas 16 busting shots at you
But look you gotta be a man
And i can't tell you what to do
And you aint gotta listen to me
But just know my words true
Lil homie wanna be gangsta
And he don't even know what that is
I'm tryna tell him to chill fore he get killed
But he wanna be a gangsta
You know i can't tell him a thang
He running round with that pistol
Hope he ready to bang
Cuz he a gangsta
In these streets it's kill or be killed
So while you wilding out your top
I hope you know it's for real if
You gangsta, look
Lil homie wanna be a gangsta
Lil homie wanna be a gangsta Lil homie wanna be a gangsta
Til shit get real
Feeling like he superman
Popping all of them pills
But ima tell you right now
Man it ain't what it is
What you gone do when
Come strapped down at ya crib
You gonna keep it in the streets?
Or write a statement and squeal?
Cuz this street life ain't what you need to live
I'm just being real
You either end up in a box or cell
Hoping people write you letters
Put some money up on ya bail
Then you find out that ya homies phony as hell
All they can do is type free you
On they Instagram, but thats suppose to be yo fam?
It cut you deep when you
Found out that they ain't really give a damn
Damn. I'm just being real
You either end up in a box or cell
Hoping people write you letters
Put some money up on ya bail
Then you find out that ya homies phony as hell
And all they can do is type free you
On they Instagram like damn
Lil homie wanna be gangsta
And he don't even know what that is
I'm tryna tell him to chill fore he get killed
But he wanna be a gangsta
You know i can't tell him a thang
He running round with that pistol
Hope he ready to bang
Cuz he a gangsta
In these streets it's kill or be killed
So while you wilding out your top
I hope you know it's for real if
You gangsta, look
Lil homie wanna be a gangsta
Shawty wanna be a thug
Shawty wanna be the plug
But whata you expect
When them people lock all the Leaders up
Shawty wanna see wassup
Don't know how to leave the club
Outchea with his niggas
Throwing figures, Fucking liters up
Roll another sweet or sumn
Shawty never Needed nun
From another man
But his wallet
Might leave em bleeding huh?
Leave his family grieving huh?
Leave em on a t-shirt huh?
All to have some clout
How you proud of killing of your ppl
I really hope that this reach you
This life shit ain't got no redo
I See you and see my brothers
There's people that really need u
You selfish for what you doing
It'll leave mama in ruins
To see your face on the news
And foolish for all them tools that
You posting up on your snap
When them feds be all on the snap
When they rack you back then you mad
And be ready to fuckin snap
On somebody...
Knock the Cap off somebody
Can't get trapped in this trap lil p
Homie I really pray you find some way out it, stop all the bullshit
Lil homie wanna be gangsta
And he don't even know what that is
I'm tryna tell him to chill fore he get killed
But he wanna be a gangsta
You know i can't tell him a thang
He running round with that pistol
Hope he ready to bang
Cuz he a gangsta
In these streets it's kill or be killed
So while you wilding out your top
I hope you know it's for real if
You gangsta, look
Lil homie wanna be a gangsta
And he don't even know what that is
I'm tryna tell him to chill fore he get killed
But he wanna be a gangsta
You know i can't tell him a thang
He running round with that pistol
Hope he ready to bang
Cuz he a gangsta
In these streets it's kill or be killed
So while you wilding out your top
I hope you know it's for real if
You gangsta, look
Lil homie wanna be a gangsta
Lil Homie wanna be a gangsta nigga
He think he ready for the block
Just cuz he smoke him some dope
And got a glock
His daddy be selling rocks
You know he look up to pops
He think that he ready to live
This life ducking the cops
But i don't think that he ready
So i be begging him to stop
I say these streets is too deadly
I don't wanna see you dropped
You ain't bout no killing
So you gone end up getting popped
They cutting up with them choppas
A lot of niggas getting chopped
Everyday a new body
Another nigga on the news
Them lil niggas be killing'll
Body rock you out ya shoes
Nobody be fighting so
Ain't no putting up ya tools
Put ya hands in ya pockets
Get it popping with the tool
They been doing the fool
Born in 2002
Them lil niggas 16 busting shots at you
But look you gotta be a man
And i can't tell you what to do
And you aint gotta listen to me
But just know my words true
Lil homie wanna be gangsta
And he don't even know what that is
I'm tryna tell him to chill fore he get killed
But he wanna be a gangsta
You know i can't tell him a thang
He running round with that pistol
Hope he ready to bang
Cuz he a gangsta
In these streets it's kill or be killed
So while you wilding out your top
I hope you know it's for real if
You gangsta, look
Lil homie wanna be a gangsta
Lil homie wanna be a gangsta Lil homie wanna be a gangsta
Til shit get real
Feeling like he superman
Popping all of them pills
But ima tell you right now
Man it ain't what it is
What you gone do when
Come strapped down at ya crib
You gonna keep it in the streets?
Or write a statement and squeal?
Cuz this street life ain't what you need to live
I'm just being real
You either end up in a box or cell
Hoping people write you letters
Put some money up on ya bail
Then you find out that ya homies phony as hell
All they can do is type free you
On they Instagram, but thats suppose to be yo fam?
It cut you deep when you
Found out that they ain't really give a damn
Damn. I'm just being real
You either end up in a box or cell
Hoping people write you letters
Put some money up on ya bail
Then you find out that ya homies phony as hell
And all they can do is type free you
On they Instagram like damn
Lil homie wanna be gangsta
And he don't even know what that is
I'm tryna tell him to chill fore he get killed
But he wanna be a gangsta
You know i can't tell him a thang
He running round with that pistol
Hope he ready to bang
Cuz he a gangsta
In these streets it's kill or be killed
So while you wilding out your top
I hope you know it's for real if
You gangsta, look
Lil homie wanna be a gangsta
Shawty wanna be a thug
Shawty wanna be the plug
But whata you expect
When them people lock all the Leaders up
Shawty wanna see wassup
Don't know how to leave the club
Outchea with his niggas
Throwing figures, Fucking liters up
Roll another sweet or sumn
Shawty never Needed nun
From another man
But his wallet
Might leave em bleeding huh?
Leave his family grieving huh?
Leave em on a t-shirt huh?
All to have some clout
How you proud of killing of your ppl
I really hope that this reach you
This life shit ain't got no redo
I See you and see my brothers
There's people that really need u
You selfish for what you doing
It'll leave mama in ruins
To see your face on the news
And foolish for all them tools that
You posting up on your snap
When them feds be all on the snap
When they rack you back then you mad
And be ready to fuckin snap
On somebody...
Knock the Cap off somebody
Can't get trapped in this trap lil p
Homie I really pray you find some way out it, stop all the bullshit
Lil homie wanna be gangsta
And he don't even know what that is
I'm tryna tell him to chill fore he get killed
But he wanna be a gangsta
You know i can't tell him a thang
He running round with that pistol
Hope he ready to bang
Cuz he a gangsta
In these streets it's kill or be killed
So while you wilding out your top
I hope you know it's for real if
You gangsta, look
Lil homie wanna be a gangsta
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