[Intro: Mavado - Definition Of A Gangster] Being a gangster Is more than just an image It is a mindset A true gangster lives by these principles We honour our elders Protect our women and children And respect the innocent A true gangster's main focus is money
[Verse 1] Yo, every year I keep levelling up When it comes down to getting shit done, my ting's second to none I just copped my dream car and a house on the hill, even though I look lucky I never had luck More like put luck in reverse I've been living my life feeling cursed Yeah my feet in the dirt I put my family first All my family kept putting me last, I can't lie that shit hurt Fuck a this that and the third, I don't cap when I rap, I talk facts, I'm a man of my word My bird is more gangster than most of the mandem and that's why I'm throwing them racks in her purse The label just paid forty bags for a verse I gave them eight bars, that's a thousand a word My opp's line does like a thousand a week and I just got paid that for rapping a word They ain't on my level Spent quarter mill on this chain and this kettle My jewels are rose gold, their jewels are copper so we're not the same, we don't rock the same metal While we're talking prices on Charlie and weed then I cannot be beat like the bass and the treble My weed is buy a pack, get one for free and the coke's still cheaper than Pepsi and Red Bull My ting is separate Looking back on shit, I was too generous I had my workers on six figure salaries But still they're so ungrateful, I wish I paid less then I wish I knew that them snakes would turn venomous Fuck what you heard, I'm a clean hearted gentleman Give me a brick and I'll ship in the Mexicans Sit back and watch how I kill it and get it You ain't getting dough, you're irrelevant Five car convoy, I move like the president You're not involved blud, you're just a civilian We're from the same manor but you're just a resident I'm the UK Gangster version of Eminem I'm one of the realest and that shit is evident LV bag for the bricks, Gucci pouch for my gun I'm a stylish gangster with elegance
[Bridge] Gangster, gangster Gangster, gangster I'm a stylish gangster with elegance Gangster, gangster Gangster, gangster I'm a stylish gangster with elegance Gangster, gangster Gangster, gangster I'm a stylish gangster with elegance LV bag for the bricks, Gucci pouch for my gun I'm a stylish gangster with elegance
[Chorus] My mother don't worry about me 'cause she raised a gangster I'm a survivor My mother don't worry about me 'cause she raised a gangster I'm a survivor My mother don't worry about me 'cause she raised a gangster I'm a survivor If they wanna hate that's a minor Let them hate, watch the money pile up
[Verse 2] Morrisson The old bill just raided a bando and found ten bricks in the safe with a burner I just shed a tear cah the old bill just locked up my favourite worker The road ting's nuttin but stress, now I'm started to regret I chose a life of crime And if I can go back and start all over again then I'd probably just settle for a 9 to 5 It's hard to find love in these heartless times It's hard to find light in your darkest times Why do all the fake ones have it so easy and all the real ones live the hardest lives? I'm on the M-Way with work in a work van in the slow lane just blending in If shit goes left that's a high speed police chase and they're feeding me for the next six years And if you wanna kill me then join the queue Three things I hate; the feds, the police and the boys in blue The boys in blue have been my number one opp for so long that I'm starting to feel like a Blood My brother got killed but I know he's still with me, I feel him all around me and I feel him above Trapping ain't dead but I'm sick of this stuff I'm sick of having Old Bill spinning my drum I'm sick of sharing wins with entitled friends When it's time to share a L they all ditch me and run and abandon my ship Run off and jump on another man's dick, chih And that shit might've broken my heart but it fixed my vision, now my vision's so clear like the ocean water in the Maldives islands I feel like a Mali when all these lines ring If it weren't for the cats that snort this white ting I wouldn't be covered in all these diamonds I wouldn't be driving this Lambo truck And I wouldn't be living in a house so large And I wouldn't have people always telling me I'm lucky when they say me even though I never had no luck
[Bridge] Gangster, gangster Gangster, gangster I'm a stylish gangster with elegance Gangster, gangster Gangster, gangster I'm a stylish gangster with elegance Gangster, gangster Gangster, gangster I'm a stylish gangster with elegance LV bag for the bricks, Gucci pouch for my gun I'm a stylish gangster with elegance
[Chorus] My mother don't worry about me 'cause she raised a gangster I'm a survivor My mother don't worry about me 'cause she raised a gangster I'm a survivor My mother don't worry about me 'cause she raised a gangster I'm a survivor If they wanna hate that's a minor Let them hate, watch the money pile up
[Outro: Mavado - Definition Of A Gangster] Money without respect in our business Equals deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
