Paroles de la musique "GANG OVER EVERYTHING" par 21 Savage

[Intro] Woah [Verse 1] How the hell I got the hood on my back, but still gotta watch my shoulder? How you feel like I'm 'posed to take care of you when your ass way older? Had a deep convo with the young bros, we was in my Rover Trickin' yourself out the street ain't got shit to do with bein' no soldier I lost Johnny and Larry, I can't lie, my heart got colder Lost Tayman and CJ, I can't lie, my heart got frozen Fuck all that grievin' and shit, I go to the paint like I'm DeRozan Nigga hit me up, I hit him up, but I guess I was chosen All the opps tryna get even, we killin' all season Infrared on the stick, sun beamin' Niggas get killed for treason Bеtter thank God, your ass still breathin' If I let it slidе, I had a reason If I let it slide, it's 'cause I'm busy fighting demons Shiver when I sleep, the doctor say that I'm anemic Say it in they songs, but when I seen 'em, he ain't mean it When it come to eatin' plates, they know we get too greedy [Chorus] Yeah, gang over everything Married to this shit, gang on my wedding ring Yeah, gang, gang, stay ahead of things Yeah, gang spinnin' like a hurricane [Verse 2] Back to school, drive in my hood Showin' love, they knew I would Hit a lick, then come look out Ask the J's, they know me good Niggas tryna split the crew up like I didn't do what I should All the killers right here with me, let's get that shit understood Niggas know I bust my gun Ain't no smoke could make me run He mad at me 'bout a chain, forgot the times I paid his bond Brothers talk behind my back I play like I ain't heard none Niggas wanna shake my hand, but I can't take mine off my gun Bitches on the same thing, tryna knock my focus I come from the Eastside where it's rogue-ish Shoot me in the back of the head, he'd probably get up on us Talkin' to my codeine, that shit sad, that's what I cope with I'ma be a man if I'm rich or if I'm broken Why you feel like it's my job to make sure you got motion? You know you got them niggas out here sayin' the fame changed me I got thirty niggas right here sayin' that I'm the same me [Chorus] Yeah, gang over everything Married to this shit, gang on my wedding ring Yeah, gang, gang, stay ahead of things Yeah, gang spinnin' like a hurricane Yeah, check my resume, I ain't said a thing Yeah, dang, gang, man, them niggas changed Stayed down, shit, better came Stayed down, shit, better came [Verse 3] Never tuck my tail about nothin' Niggas rap dissin', but they bluffin' Chopper bullets friendly, they keep touchin' Any room, I'm topic of discussion Would it be the same if I was busted? Niggas hate it, bitches love it, but they knowin' how we comin' Knowin' we just want the money Put the G5 on the runway Then pay my tires on Sunday Monday, it's back to gun play Go eat me a plate on lunch break 4L, she can tell by the feng shui Got kids, can't wait on no one I paid my dues, I don't owe none When I flip this switch, they both run Keep lookin' at me, must know somethin' I'm givin' out smoke, who want some? At the spot, you know, where your ho' come They need to free Turk, he so dumb Better go in the house when bro come (Yeah) Better take your ass inside the house (21) Better take your ass inside the (Yeah) Better take your ass inside the house (21) Be careful who you tell to step, niggas ain't right Slidin' with the wrong nigga, that'll get you life Rest in peace to Tayman, bitch, you see the knife Trappin' on G-block, nigga, wear a shiesty Don't believe the hype, he act gangsta, bro'dem made him kite Daddy was a bitch, we was young, niggas took his bike All this shit be facts, I just punch in, I don't gotta write I just want the head 'cause she talk too much, she ain't my type [Chorus] Yeah, gang over everything Married to this shit, gang on my wedding ring Yeah, gang, gang, stay ahead of things Yeah, gang spinnin' like a hurricane Yeah, check my resume, I ain't said a thing Yeah, dang, gang, man, them niggas changed Stayed down, shit, better came Stayed down, shit, better came