Gang Related

Speak to God on regular
With the way I'm living life
Streets they got the best of me
So now nothing feeling right
They say is ignorance is bliss
And real Gs in move silence
But mofuckas' speaking out they neck
Not causing problems
Speaking on the net
Only make me lose it and cause some violence
Like maybe you shouldn't start shit
They killing us crazy over some fake shit
Tryna numb the pain why I gеt so damn faded
Tatted on my arm gang relatеd they hate it
Only got love for the streets that raised me
Speak to god on regular
With the way I'm living life
Streets they got the best of me
So now nothin feeling right
If you gotta shoot then fucking shoot
I ain't finna' stop you
Only thing is what you finna' do
I'm finna' do too
Im better off with the thoughts
That causing all these problems
Whether they stop ain't in my fucking options
Im sorry mama
Im sorry father
Im sorry Austin
I couldn't hold that posture
My shoulder heavy I think they start fall in
Why am I always the wrong shit
I really tried but I guess I ain't accomplish
Leaving out this game as a pure bread artist
Speak to god on regular with
The way I'm living life
Streets they got the best of me
So now nothin feeling right
If you gotta shoot then fucking shoot
I ain't finna' stop you
Only thing is what you finna' do
I'm finna' do too
They killing us crazy over some fake shit
Tryna numb the pain why I get so damn faded
Tatted on my arm gang related they hate it
Only got love for the streets that raised me
They killing us crazy over some fake shit
Tryna numb pain why I get so damn faded
Tatted on my arm gang related they hate it
Only got love for the streets that raised me
Only got love for the blocks that pay me



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Writer(s): Ashley Whitaker
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