U In A Gang // Exxon Lyrics – Kenny Mason
Singer: Kenny Mason
Title: U In A Gang // Exxon
Big business
We got Percocet, drugged
We gettin them pills in
In the Dec’ with the Judge
My n#gg#s kill sh#t
If you pull it better buss
b#tch I ain’ flinching
You on some wig sh#t
You just a snitch
Don’t give a f#ck about no friend
I want them millions
f#ck all these folks
When I was broke they wouldn’t give sh#t
Aye f#ck a hand out
b#tch my bankroll stand out
I became a man now
I peep too many things
Too intense for me to engage
Telling me how you hit a stain
And you ain’t the same nah
U in a gang? u in a gang huh?
You and the gang, you and the gang huh?
Who with the gang? who with the gang bruh?
Who with the gang? who with the gang bruh?
U in a gang?
U in a gang huh?
U in a gang?
U in a gang huh?
U in a gang
U in a gang huh?
Paranoid
Annoyed with every voice
I’m knocking on Heaven’s doors
I’m knocking on Heaven’s doors
Please let me die of old age in my sleep
Not cold laid in the street
I don’t play with em
Hang with adult babies with heat
And colgate
Squeeze and it blow straight in ya teeth
It’s road rage in the street
Ain’t no caging the beast
Don’t know if anything matters
It’s all energy matter and particles
Spinning apart rippling rapid
My heart was broken into parts
With no bandage when I caught on
Tell me yo side with no cappin’ cause…
I peep too many things
Too intense for me to engage
Telling me how you hit a stain
And you ain’t the same nah
U in a gang? u in a gang huh?
You and the gang, you and the gang huh?
Who with the gang? who with the gang bruh?
Who with the gang? who with the gang bruh?
U in a gang?
U in a gang huh?
U in a gang?
U in a gang huh?
U in a gang
U in a gang huh?
Paranoid
Annoyed with every voice
I’m knocking on Heaven’s doors
I’m knocking on Heaven’s door
Big business
We got Percocet, drugged
We gettin them pills in
In the Dec’ with the Judge
My n#gg#s kill sh#t
If you pull it better buss
b#tch I ain flinching
You on some wig sh#t
Scraping the demon off of my back, I need him off me
These n#gg#s need to stop for a snack, they need a Glock in my lap
I like the feeling, I don’t even offer it back
(Aye, which one of y’all n#gg# got my sh#t bruh, gimme my sh#t back)
Oh you planned it out, you see how it’s panning out
My confidence in you dumping if someone start acting out
It’s bringing my panic down
I wore your hand me downs, when they was your hand me downs
I don’t even like ’em but I know rockin’ ’em make you proud
My Saturdays got sadder the day that they sat you down
The day that they let you out… I knew you had changed
Knew you was dueling with rage
It’s only so many things n#gg#s can do with the pain
(Bruh)
Shoulder to shoulder with real soldiers, drinking from pill sodas
If your eyes still open, then I know they peeled open
I’m ready to steal with ya if that b#tch still open
I know you gon’ pull it if that b#tch real focused
I’m setting mics up, so we can be piped up in the end
My life come from this pen
You tell me stories of n#gg#s getting sliced up in the pen
I’m not sleeping again, you not going back in, on me…
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