GANGSTAR (part. Salvador da Rima, Real Fubá e Chefin)

Thinking of you in the early morning, I’m gonna deal
Criminal mind, crazy life, I’m a gangstar
She wants to mess with my head, but I’m a gangstar
In my bag, there’s some dope, the cops will find it

Thinking about how I’m gonna change things
Got caught up in crime, made my mom cry
Kid’s only 15, but he’s packing an AK
On the block selling, making the goods cry
How do you explain to a kid that the hero is the State?
When he’s 15 and already wants to break the mold
Neurosis in his mind, sleeps on duty with a loaded rifle
And if a warrant comes, he’ll back out in reverse
Due to lack of opportunity, the kid got hooked
On the block, he didn’t become a doctor
Making these goods spin and the world turned
Shutting up those who didn’t believe

She wants to mess with my head, but I’m a gangstar
In my bag, there’s some dope, the cops will find it
She wants to mess with my head, but I’m a gangstar
In my bag, there’s some dope, the cops will find it

Thinking of you in the early morning, I’m gonna deal
Criminal mind, crazy life, I’m a gangstar
Nights of hate on the block, pissed off at the State
In memory of some homies who aren’t by my side today
In the early morning, we’re the ones in charge, deeply loved
Aware that peace is a moment and always prepared
We grew up angry with the situation
In the scene with the big house that shapes the thief
It’s a lot of war with the police, blood spilled
And we’re the kids in the middle, used to it

Don’t show love because it might get you killed
There’s no compassion in the middle of war
Humility is key anywhere
Because there are many hustlers under the ground

Thinking of you in the early morning, I’m gonna deal
Criminal mind, crazy life, I’m a gangstar
She wants to mess with my head, but I’m a gangstar
In my bag, there’s a hundred percent of dope, they’ll find it

Mom, I ask you to watch over me, guide me, Lord
Another day of operations, don’t know if I’ll come back
Empty heart, full clip, and hate in my eyes
But better not get in my way because I’m a gangstar

Multiple calls from her on my phone
Calling to find out where I am
Mind scrambled in the body of a bum
Never had anything, now he’s got the world
But you left, left me alone
Wounded the hell out of my heart
In the world I created myself
But since I was young, we’re neurotic
We know how to live in our lawless land
Now you’re gonna say you don’t want the trapstar

Thinking of you in the early morning, I’m gonna deal
Criminal mind, crazy life, I’m a gangstar
She wants to mess with my head, but I’m a gangstar
In my bag, there’s top 100 of dope, they’ll find it.