Gang Related (Clean) - Logic

Lyrics by：Sir Robert Hall/Arjun Ivatury/Lawrence Parker/Praveen Sharma/Travis Stewart

Composed by：Sir Robert Hall/Arjun Ivatury/Lawrence Parker/Praveen Sharma/Travis Stewart

Produced by：6ix

Black black black black black a*s

Yeah ahh

Yeah livin' life like this

Gotta paint a picture when I write like this

Tales from my hood not a sight like this

Where they up to no good on a night like this

And they murder motherf**kers just 'cause

Type of s**t I see and probably wonder what it was

I was in the crib just sitting on the rug

Basedheads coming through looking for the plug

Now born and raised in my area

Beautiful by day by night it's hysteria

F**k around and bury ya tonight

Ridin' with my homies on sight

Momma tell me to come in at night

Now I really gotta go but they never know

Living life to the fullest I got to blow

Po-po finna bust in the door we got blow in the crib

In the kitchen over there next to the baby with the bib

God d**n what it feel like middle of the night

Waking up scared for my life

Never had the heat just a knife

When the gat go blat gunshots like that

Guarantee you it's a wrap finna put you on your back

Like that

Just breathe while their mama grieve

Bullet to the dome like an Aleve

Got to leave for the premises to murder my nemesis

No no uh uh

Just stop stop stop

'Fore they even call the cops

Do it for the money and the b***hes

And the drugs and the props

Tell me why another body even got to drop

Get shot off top for some s**t that was gang related

Up first at five tonight breaking news in gaithersburg

Where a massive manhunt is underway after a deadly shooting

It's all unfolding in the 400 block of

West Deer park and 355

Our Montgomery country reporter joins

Us with the latest tonight

Living life like this hope little

Bobby never fight like this

Stab a motherf**ker with a knife like this

All about the money on a night like this

Run up in the crib put a bullet in your rib

Got a lot to give but I never had the chance

Never had the chance yeah

Stay strapped but I hate it when I take it out

If you want it Imma lay it out

Hope my little brother make it out

Every night what I pray about

What I pray about check it uh yeah

Got a son on the way

But I cling to the streets

Even though I want to run away

I imagine a better life

Where I never had a debt in life

Hit you with the gunshots in the dead of night

Selling crack to my own pops

Pushing this weight on my own block

If I sell a brick I can buy a house

If they find the key they might lock me up

But I take the chance 'cause

I need that s**t and don't give a f**k

Take the chance 'cause

I need that s**t and don't give a f**k

Get down or lay down

Hit you with the Beretta you better stay down

Stray shots on the playground

Living how I'm living with the life that I'm given

Anybody that's riding with me I'm riding with them

Show me the enemy and Imma hit 'em

The second I bit 'em

I get 'em and hit 'em with the venom

Ain't no need to pretend Imma never do it

I knew it all ready been through it

I do it for the street for the fam for the life

Anybody that's gang related