text: GANG Lyrics
  Two months and I aint been home
  I still say my Hail Mary when I break each O
  Paps dont know if Im dead or alive
  I just bag this first Z out this nine
  Got nicked up in country, fell in love with this life
  I never knew that jail would be the next time I write
  My shorty wanted someone doin better at life
  They didnt lie when they say youre out of sight, out of mind
  Told myself Ill make sure they cant forget me next time
  I got lit, really had to take those risks
  You ever have to sit on public transport casually with half a brick?
  You ever been up North? Nuttin to relate to
  On the wing I had more than enough time to think of a plan
  Grew together, tried to think were a gang
  Now they talkin drill and trap, and then they think of the gang
  More than enough time to think of a plan
  Now they trap-trap-trap and then they think of the gang
  More than enough time to think of a plan
  Grew together, tried to think were a gang
  Now they talkin drill and trap, and then they think of the gang
  Grew together, tried to think were a gang
  Now they trap-trap-trap and then they think of the gang
  More than enough time to think of a plan
  Now they talkin drill and trap, and then they think of the gang
  Think of the gang 
  Trap-trap-trap and then they think of the gang
  Four months and I aint been home
  I still say my Hail Mary when I break each O
  Paps dont know if Im dead or alive
  I just got some new bells for this 9
  I got nicked up in country, all I tried to do was grind
  Never knew that jail would be the next time I write
  I might wake up in the mornin, find myself on a flight
  Didnt lie when they say youre out of sight, out of mind
  Now theyre wishin they can get a second out of my time
  I got lit, really had to take those risks
  You aint whipped, bought a whip and had to decamp the whip
  Nuttin to relate to
  On the wing I had more than enough time to think of a plan
  Grew together, tried to think were a gang
  Now they talkin drill and trap, and then they think of the gang
  Grew together, tried to think were a gang
  Now they trap-trap-trap and then they think of the gang
  More than enough time to think of a plan
  Now they talkin drill and trap, and then they think of the gang
  Its my pas birthday, Ima gift him some land
  Cah he used to wash my shirts, done that shit with his hands
  Think of the gang
  Think of the gang 
  Think of the gang 
  More than enough time to think of a plan
  Think of the gang2Embed