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He claim he a gangster but he got no guns
I'm not a gangster but you know I know some

They claiming they rich but they got no funds
That boy dissed the gang now he see us he gon run

I don't care who you is I don't care where you come from
Talking bout smoke but I swear you don't want none

Can't hang with the gang because we hang with no bum
We caught him lacking now we bout to go dumb

They not bout that action they know I'm a savage
I make this stuff happen I shoot like the Mavericks

I knocked that boy out now they sayin what happened
They really just average they not even bout it

Yo' girl blow up my phone but she need to stop calling
All of the opps on my page and they stalking

On Gang they want some clout so they speak on my name
They want some clout and they want some fame

I'm so icy like I was Johnny Dang
My little brother icy just look at his chains

Post Traumatic so they think that I'm slow but I got a brain
All of this drip I'm part of the rain

I miss the old days ain't nothing the same
On Gang



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Writer(s): Khalil Thomas
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