WiseWords - Gangsta Guitar (feat. King Gooch)

Show no fear, emotions is a weak trait
Stand on principals, don't give me no excuses baby
Gangsta' guitar
Nigga on my side of my city ain't no streetlights (I'm on the east)
Somethin' like a don, what these wanna' be like (yo, it's Wise)
Switch up on the nine nine being a gangsta'
I wanna see my son turn five yea I'm a yankee
Yea, yea, wit a gangsta' on a guitar, with a gangsta' on a guitar
Yea your listenin' to a gangsta' on a guitar
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Did you feel like a bitch when she left
You never sold dope or had beef, you still gripping techs
Stand firm when it's Gz on the set
Black forces and a beam baby on the strap
In the night light, I'm the poltergeist
When you leaving the trap
I told em face me never bullet holes to the back
Let this be the last face you hoping to check
I hope the devil don't ever take you back baby
Did the Elohim save me, so the spirits mine
I'm never stuck, in between this time
Need a heart like, you need a 9
Need a hearse for these niggaz willing to die
Look soft on surface but it's killers inside nigga
Nigga on my side of my city ain't no streetlights (huh uh)
Somethin' like a don, what these wanna' be like (Yea)
Switch up on the nine nine being a gangsta' (gangsta')
I wanna see my son turn five yea I'm a yankee (shoutout to my kids)
Yea, yea, wit a gangsta' on a guitar, with a gangsta' on a guitar
Yea your listenin' to a gangsta' on a guitar
Nah, nah, nah, nah
I was fighting demons people didn't even know
Losing everything I was at the bottom like the flo'
Got on my knees asked for a sign to show
Looked at my kids oh yeah it's time go
Now I'm rolling blunts pocket with a bank roll
We shopping and tripping but no complaining though
I seen a lot of shit that I could start a show
Doing gangsta' shit my seeds made me switch roles
I'm in a money loop
Rushing to the loot
The way I get these checks Nike throw an alley-oop
Riding in a coupe
The hood is where I grew
I'm wise with Wise and my words I stand on too
Gangsta' 7-1-6 yankee nigga
Nigga on my side of my city ain't no streetlights
Somethin' like a don, what these wanna' be like
Switch up on the nine nine being a gangsta'
I wanna see my son turn five yea I'm a yankee
Yea, yea, wit a gangsta' on a guitar, with a gangsta' on a guitar
Yea your listenin' to a gangsta' on a guitar
Nah, nah, nah, nah

Written by:
Angelo Gordon, Anthony Gordon II

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