gangsta

Rollin' through the city, yeah, we own the night, Gang house lit, got the squad in sight, Hustle hard, grindin', never backin' down, In this concrete jungle, we wear the crown. Stacks on the table, dreams on the rise, Eyes on the prize, we ain't tellin' no lies, From the block to the top, we breakin' the mold, Stories of the struggle, yeah, they gotta be told. (Verse 2) Came from the bottom, now we makin' moves, In the gang house, man, we got nothin' to lose, Late nights, bright lights, keep the vision clear, With the fam by my side, ain't no room for fear. Whispers in the alley, but we loud and proud, Echoes of the hustle, we be standin' out loud, Unity and loyalty, that's the code we live, In this gang house life, we got so much to give.