AKTHESAVIOR

"Gangland"

[Verse 1: Issa Gold]
Stuff a .22 in my shoe
My n*ggas out here never lack
Watching hulu with your b*tch with me she kick back and relax
I smoke weed she do the smack
Ronny J produced the track
n*gga all about my karma
You do action we react
I bet these n*ggas pus*y tell them watch they mouth
I send them n*ggas to your crib like f*ck your couch
These b*tches f*cking for the fame and for the clout
That's why we steady stacking like we in the drought
I-N-D-I-G-O set, We to jungle f*ck the feds
Take your shot and try your best we aim at heads yeah f*ck yo vests
Texas hold'em by the neck, we don't lose, now place your bets
f*ck you fools, and f*ck yourselves
We break the rules, don't follow steps
I get my n*ggas, they gone let them know
Don't test the bros
n*ggas paper looking minimal, we getting more
n*ggas talk like they gone see me though , they layin low
Bet that n*gga let that semi go, now hit the flow

[Hook: Issa Gold]
GODAMN
These n*ggas shooting in my city
Gotta keep that thang up with me
Even cops is f*cking with it GODAMN
I keep a couple b*tches wit me
I don't hang around wit n*ggas
Unless they getting money wit me
Yeah we started from the back
Now we tour around the map
Pull up on a n*gga,Bet he gone get left right where he at
Now it's 350 a sack
I blow weed til I collapse
Every night I say I quit
But every morning I relapse

[Verse 2: AK]
Blue handkerchief n*gga Gangland
All my n*ggas know its gang bang
AK he be on the same thing
Took some psychedelics know my brain changed
Young Rebellin money on my melon, sh*t we never managed now they see it
Panties when we see them, in designer every season
Smoking on the finest, bad b*tches ride them all year
Feel like perfect timing, homie get enlightened cause the truth inside you aww yeah
No new friends just investors
Had to lose lose the stress bring the pressure
But im the f*cking best, my confession
When the nine sprays, hold it sideways
Showing no face, can't arrest us
So theres no case, had to change ways
Find the lightwaves like tesla
Throw the pen down like a wrestler
I collect the cheese mozzarella
The scripture says I'm illa
Your frequencies f*cked n*gga
I hit she screaming falsetto
AK she love in the middle
Only way you n*ggas trap is the Mental
Boy you local and my game continental
Told you once we don't play that my n*gga
Pay you twice we put a grave on that n*gga
Crypt reserver got your name on it
Swerving and took her brain up off her

[Hook: Issa Gold]
GODAMN
These n*ggas shooting in my city
Gotta keep that thang up in me
Even cops is f*cking with it GODAMN
I keep a couple b*tches wit me
I don't hang around wit n*ggas
Unless they getting money wit me
Yeah we started from the back
Now we tour around the map
Pull up on a n*gga,Bet he gone get left right where he at
Now it's 350 a sack
I blow weed til I collapse
Every night I say I quit
But every morning I relapse

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