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That's Gangsta Video (MV)




Performed By: ATM Treezy
Language: English
Length: 2:47
Written by: Corey Dotson




ATM Treezy - That's Gangsta Lyrics




They let me make stu that's dangerous
After The Money we still on that same shit
Trynna get it out the gutta I'm anxious
They trynna stop us but we gone keep chasing the money

I walk through the rain can't wait till its sunny
All of this pain gotta be for some
My class ain't graduate bitch we go dumb
I'm underrated like Isiah Thomas

Get paid on a thursday it's gone before Monday
Still putting it up no I can't be a dummy
He acting shady he can't be 100
Medication got me sick to the stomach

Merial want me to come see her I'm coming
I like how she talk she proper its funny
The government playing Imm run up the money
Can't f*ck up my plan trynna chase a woman

If they hating tell em thank ya
Shitting on a lot of these niggas I'm thankful
Heart black yeah this shit can get painful

"After The Money that's ATM" ooh that's gangsta
"Trynna Run Up a check fr" ooh that's gangsta
"Gang on the folks neck fr" Ooh that's gangsta

Start blowing up watch how people gone change up
Just want the money Ian gotta be famous

Making decisions I'm focused on winning
Putting up the cash Ian focused on spending
I'm back outta state just to handle some business
The love been fake ever since the beginning

I feel like my niggas be in competition
Ain't nobody proud they really be envy
They see you smile and they wanna end it
Try to feed em steak but they stealing the chicken

Gotta keep yo distance you trippin
I'm running up riches I tried to show you how to get it
Now you got me all in yo mentions you all in yo feelings
Cause you left the team now we winning

A lot of fake love in my city I'll never forget it
They hated on me I was different
I'm still different
Look at me now, still in it
I represent well for the city thats gansta

If they hating tell em thank ya
Shitting on a lot of these niggas I'm thankful
Heart black yeah this shit can get painful

"After The Money that's ATM" ooh that's gangsta
"Trynna Run Up a check fr" ooh that's gangsta
"Gang on the folks neck fr" Ooh that's gangsta

Start blowing up watch how people gone change up
Just want the money Ian gotta be famous

I been getting over
I'm a Clarksdale soldier
This fresh ass beat came from Doja
Ion be trippin my nigga we good on my end
Just dont forget what I told ya

I made a name for myself made a way for myself
Now lil carrot top a mogul
I used to walk through the city day in and day out
Now lil carrot top he mobile

I'm pushing all my brothers like a stroller
Took me a while to finally give the hoe up
Wonder why she so hard to get a hold of
Wonder why he so heartless I got no love

I put my heart in my dutch and I roll up
Ain't no mo "heart in my cup" Ion pour up
Bitch I been jumping Treezy boutta go up
Trynna trick me out my spot you got no luck

They hit my DM like you boutta blow mane
Sometimes I wanna hit back like I know mane
Trynna finesse it from me you got no game
Stay to myself cause these niggas be so lame

I'm on the neck I cant give em no room
Finna see me pop like I busted a balloon
My life a movie you better stay tuned
Bitch I been the truth since I came out the wound

That's Gangsta
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They let me make stu that's dangerous
After The Money we still on that same shit
Trynna get it out the gutta I'm anxious
They trynna stop us but we gone keep chasing the money

I walk through the rain can't wait till its sunny
All of this pain gotta be for some
My class ain't graduate bitch we go dumb
I'm underrated like Isiah Thomas

Get paid on a thursday it's gone before Monday
Still putting it up no I can't be a dummy
He acting shady he can't be 100
Medication got me sick to the stomach

Merial want me to come see her I'm coming
I like how she talk she proper its funny
The government playing Imm run up the money
Can't f*ck up my plan trynna chase a woman

If they hating tell em thank ya
Shitting on a lot of these niggas I'm thankful
Heart black yeah this shit can get painful

"After The Money that's ATM" ooh that's gangsta
"Trynna Run Up a check fr" ooh that's gangsta
"Gang on the folks neck fr" Ooh that's gangsta

Start blowing up watch how people gone change up
Just want the money Ian gotta be famous

Making decisions I'm focused on winning
Putting up the cash Ian focused on spending
I'm back outta state just to handle some business
The love been fake ever since the beginning

I feel like my niggas be in competition
Ain't nobody proud they really be envy
They see you smile and they wanna end it
Try to feed em steak but they stealing the chicken

Gotta keep yo distance you trippin
I'm running up riches I tried to show you how to get it
Now you got me all in yo mentions you all in yo feelings
Cause you left the team now we winning

A lot of fake love in my city I'll never forget it
They hated on me I was different
I'm still different
Look at me now, still in it
I represent well for the city thats gansta

If they hating tell em thank ya
Shitting on a lot of these niggas I'm thankful
Heart black yeah this shit can get painful

"After The Money that's ATM" ooh that's gangsta
"Trynna Run Up a check fr" ooh that's gangsta
"Gang on the folks neck fr" Ooh that's gangsta

Start blowing up watch how people gone change up
Just want the money Ian gotta be famous

I been getting over
I'm a Clarksdale soldier
This fresh ass beat came from Doja
Ion be trippin my nigga we good on my end
Just dont forget what I told ya

I made a name for myself made a way for myself
Now lil carrot top a mogul
I used to walk through the city day in and day out
Now lil carrot top he mobile

I'm pushing all my brothers like a stroller
Took me a while to finally give the hoe up
Wonder why she so hard to get a hold of
Wonder why he so heartless I got no love

I put my heart in my dutch and I roll up
Ain't no mo "heart in my cup" Ion pour up
Bitch I been jumping Treezy boutta go up
Trynna trick me out my spot you got no luck

They hit my DM like you boutta blow mane
Sometimes I wanna hit back like I know mane
Trynna finesse it from me you got no game
Stay to myself cause these niggas be so lame

I'm on the neck I cant give em no room
Finna see me pop like I busted a balloon
My life a movie you better stay tuned
Bitch I been the truth since I came out the wound

That's Gangsta
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Writer: Corey Dotson
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