Oh well

Now everyone's a gangster okay oh well Bagging up subpar inside a two star hotel Doing two for three that's if you get it on the wholesale Coming home stoned I got my bone picked Them bitches on my dick know I'm reeking of a hoe smell Wifey throw a fit if there's anything she know well It's that I never need her leave her crying on my coattail Saving in my safe the bread I'm making getting so stale Whipping weight in water why they say I rock the boat well Phone jumping hit me for a O that was my old hell Now they hit me for them pounds of gary like that old snail Need it for the low if I don't know you then it's oh well Now everyone's a gangster Okay oh well Bagging up with stars inside a five star hotel They got nothing on them in the trenches hide it so well Cause we learned from pitching how to keep it on the low scale Niggas getting colder I adapted when the snow fell Bitches getting colder watch them tap in when they boys fail They just want to blow L's Oh well oh shit I just fucked his new bitch Oh well oh shit Spin her cube like rubics Oh well oh shit They call me Anubis Oh well oh shit Money like I'm Jewish Oh well oh shit All my niggas shoot shit Oh well oh shit Told him not to do this Oh well oh shit He became a food dish Oh well oh shit They say I abuse shit Oh well oh shit Should have never let me lose it Oh well oh shit And I told them roll the carpet we gone leave him in the ocean Escaping in a starship dipping smoother than some lotion His mother acting up she getting smothered after potions His brother want revenge he better never let emotions get the best of him Shell up like a mexican Shut up bitch I'm focusing I don't care you texting him Cause soon that nigga dead within Seconds of me stepping in Everyone's a gangsta, fucking pussies like a lesbian If she got a pussy I could guarantee she let me in Heard the fiends is shaking sell them poison with they medicine I be waking baking getting naked with some deadly things Dimes is by the dozen stacking p's in my aquarium Niggas shook I'm scaring them banana clips I bury them They say that they gone bait me but then niggas ain't prepared to sin Embarrassing them niggas can't compare to yin Need clariten it's crystal clear the narrative they want to hear is murderous I feel the fear they hold for us Extensions geared and loaded up They holding no controlling us we came to buss and blow it up Now everyone's a gangsta okay oh well Imma leave a nigga dead beside his homies in a hotel Claim to be a gangster no more kings inside this whole field Cooler than the summer turn his block into a snowfield They gone need a force field no vests no shield When I play 2K I don't ever choose the tall build Shooter in a small field imma do a short drill What they really feel I don't ask and I don't know still Gorillas is silver behind me and I'm at the gold still Four pills on top of my dresser I haven't sold still Oh well!