Gangsta Receipt Lyrics

Questioning shit

Get a new flow

A nigga sitting on his porch

And messing around with hoes

Reliving it

While in your zone

You barely over thirty

Acting like you al Capone

Gangster receipt

He's all alone

He doesn't wanna be affiliated anymore

Gangster receipt

He's all alone

He doesn't wanna be affiliated anymore

Let me tell you a story

About this nigga I knew

He was the brightest little child

With a lot of friends too

Raised up in the ghetto

Didn't really mess with the narcs

Even though when he was tryna sleep

The bangers popped shots

Had no one to talk to

And was lonely for the most

Couldn't express

So he'd randomly go ghost

Cutting people off

But that boy was super patient

Sitting around

Everybody had him waiting

Till one day he just snapped

Let his anger commence

Saying that he's holding back but that was just a pretense

And I could feel it

Sit by him you probably could too

Asking what's wrong he said he's good

And there ain't shit you could do

The boys getting deeper

Watch him slowly fade away

Goin through depression

Thinkin its his final days

No one there communicates the thoughts of his mind

So he just sits and overthinks and doesn't know he wastes time

There's some repercussions

Motivation at a low

Losing his mind

And his heavy heart is cold

Got a few questions

That been lurking in his brain

No one to ask

So he slowly goes insane

But he's still holding on

Cuz his future has hope

Working towards it

But he doesn't really know how to cope

And I could see it

Tryna help his mental move on

But he's stuck up in a place where nobody should belong

Questioning shit

Get a new flow

A nigga sitting on his porch

And messing round with hoes

Reliving it

While in your zone

You barely over 30

Acting like you al Capone

Gangster receipt

He's all alone

He doesn't wanna be affiliated anymore

Gangster receipt

He's all alone

He doesn't wanna be affiliated anymore