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There must've been something about my careless upbringing

That got me into so much trouble at school and shit
Could've been the drugs at home, maybe I was just a foolish kid

I soaked up everything that I could from the people that stayed at my house
Biker gangs, waking up to people that I didn't know crashed out on my couch

Really didn't know at the time, that I didn't have a normal life
And when I took that attitude to a new neighborhood I had to learn to fight

And respect from the kids like me was immediately minority
I guess it must've been that "I don't give a f*ck about none of y'all" shit that sorted me

Out from the rest of the haves, and the have-nots took me in as kin
Outcast, poor white trash, and that's where I learned to make my friends

But I've always been a weirdo to my homie cause I wanted to go be an entertainer
He was selling rock out his window

I was the rapper and my best friend was a...

Gangster, gangster, gangster
Aye, what we gettin' into tonight?

Gangster, gangster, gangster
Aye, what we gettin' into tonight?

Step into the ride, lookin' through the eyes of a motherf*ckin'
Gangster, gangster

So, am I gonna risk my life, to ride?
You're motherf*ckin' right

When your best friend is a gangster
Step into the ride, lookin' through the eyes of a motherf*ckin'

Gangster, gangster
So, am I gonna risk my life, to ride?

You're motherf*ckin' right
When your best friend is a gangster

Danger, we pistol banging, another homicide
Rollin' in the Chevy, motherf*cker, ride or die

Ridin' in the scraper low, it shake from side to side
If the paper low, his burner on his side, murder on his mind

Only 21 and still he strives to stay alive
Feelin' paranoia, too much pride to stay inside

Ain't no time to wait around, find the safest place to hide
Drop a chopper, lay you down, it's the fastest way to God

Grandmama tell him "Son, you gotta pray to God"
Gamble with your life and then you gotta pay the price

Place your bet and roll the die, thank the Lord and pray to Christ
'Cause you almost spent your life livin' as a young motherf*ckin'...

Gangster, gangster, gangster
Aye, what we gettin' into tonight?

Step into the ride, lookin' through the eyes of a motherf*ckin'
Gangster, gangster

So, am I gonna risk my life, to ride?
You're motherf*ckin' right

When your best friend is a gangster

Ever look in the eyes of a G?
Cold, cold world that's what you gon' see

When the cash slow up, masks go on
Chevy slow up, that's what it's gon' be

Game so hot that a motherf*cker at to the left
Pardon a motherf*cker

F*ck around and I'm a put a part in a motherf*cker
F*ck around, I'm a pull apart the motherf*cker

Applaud a motherf*cker straight from the block
Lord, my motherf*cker you know the game don't stop, that's...

Gangster, gangster, gangster
Aye, what we gettin' into tonight?

Step into the ride, lookin' through the eyes of a motherf*ckin'
Gangster, gangster

So, am I gonna risk my life, to ride?
You're motherf*ckin' right

When your best friend is a gangster