Gangster Hours Lyrics

I know white boys up in scotty clearing up

They makin 3 from 1

Know niggas turned to snitching like they don't know bout da streets or sum

Everyone got choices and for mine

I'm responsible

Bitches want my kids, warn' be my wife but I ain't needed none

Broski still up inda streets, he think that he got no alternative

Get his hands on grub, and then I promise you he serving it

Bazzle got no licence but he get a whip, he swerving it

Golfs still do the trick, but of course we had to German it

Posted inda bando, nittys in and out no hokey pokey

Me and broski inda trap, we back to back how niggas know me

Snow bunny, white like salt, she my Angelina Jolie

Feds ran up inda block and I seen niggas doin roly polies

Broski up in jail, he need a patten, went and got him one

Don't know bout' ur hood, but where I'm from, we got a lotta guns

Thc liquid inda post, n it's the proper one

He bout' to make a a rack just off a litre

He said fuck the govs

I got bros still going cunch, still shottin bits, some still doing F

At 15, made 10 a day so what you're doing now

Man I ain't impressed

Where I'm from, you hit da trap, if you go jail

Hit da bench press

3 my nigga, just done a 5 then they hit him up wid a 10 stretch

Told him bank up, I see feds coming

She fuck wid opps, she a dead woman

Fuck wid bro, Ima air sutten

No chit chat, I won't hear nutten

I don't fuck with you, don't hail me up

Cocaine white, it's pale as fuck

This trap been raided bares but we still here

You couldn't make it up

Said she got a friend, I told her pull up, it's a 3sum

I just did a bird so babygurl, I'm tryna see sum'

24 hour shifts, back to back like re runs

I just got some unto, pray I make it home wid this re up

I got street knowledge, pass it on

Just like a reLay

I know niggas, no assists, just scoring goals like they were Cissé

Alkies let us use their yards, buy em dranks'

No t pain

Trap just held a raid n we ain't even been ere' 3 days

My hood full of trappers

I can't lie we set the trend

We took woolwich round the country

Started trappin out the ends

When I'm in cunch, man I can't lie

I treat dat bitch just like my hood

They said I forced a cat to use his yard

These times I'm payin rent

I been out ere since a kid

They put respect on my name

I had to learn the hard way

But now I've studied the game

I seen niggas dat grew up together

Trappin inda rain

Beefin over phones they built together

Money makes u change

But, cali makes my nose runny

Fresh home, I had no money

I just linked my snow bunny

Trapped all over the country

I know rap niggas livin lies

Trap niggas livin life

Mount of times I could've died

Just thank Allah I'm styl alive

I fly straight when I do business

But some bridges, had to burn

Don't ask me how I get my money

Coz it's none of your concern

They show respect when yous' a killer

But won't miss you when you're dead

I'm hearin whispers inda streets

There's money on my niggas heads

All them days up inda wok

N all them sleepless, lonely nights

You could've known that I've rid 5

Just by looking in my eyes

Strip search, need a pat down

Trapstar, check my background

Tell mummy I'm sorry

But I hope I'm making you proud now