GANG Song Lyrics

Two months and I ain't been home
I still say my Hail Mary when I break each O
Pops don't know if I'm dead or alive
I just bag this first Z out this nine

Got nicked up in country, fell in love with this life
I never knew that jail would be the next time I write
My shorty when it's on, doin' better at life
They didn't lie when they say you're out of sight, out of mind

Told myself I'll make sure they can't forget me next time
I got lit, really had to take those risks
You ever sat on public transport casually with half a brick?
You ever been up North? Nuttin' to relate to
On the wing I had more than enough time to think of a plan

Grew together, tried to think we're a gang
Now they talkin' drill and trap, and then they think of the gang
More than enough time to think of a plan
Now they trap-trap-trap and then they think of the gang