Gangsteritus

These hoes, these hoes Bringin' fire to my eyes, I, ooh I know, I know it's killin' me inside Things I sacrificed for this life Everybody gotta make sacrifices Sometimes it ain't as simple as black and white is Especially when you got a bit of gangsteritus Trap star, rap star, man are gangster writers We was blendin' in rentals with cats as drivers I used to stack all the twenties spend all the fivers Nowadays everybody wanna go viral But I got 'em on a needle like a old vinyl 2021, year of the entitled They say the trilogy itself's like the street bible Separate to elevate, it's been vital I been an big IO and bleed out my eyeballs Different days, I'm either homicide or suicidal I don't think it's my fault, it's just the path that I walk Crown court spoilt, man are armed and blaggin' Stepped in a party laggin' They say they're gang but they're hardly bangin' (bangin') I'm tryna hit him in his skull like I'm bringin' Ed Hardy back in Hit the can, then my dog are rappin' Since Feltham '06, they been sayin' I've been hard at rappin' Kamikaze the visit got half the pack in My brudda gets it crackin', then I'm gettin' it crackin' I'm too tapped to tap in Shit, still smoke in my Prada jacket These hoes, these hoes Bringin' fire to my eyes, I, ooh I know, I know it's killin' me inside Things I sacrificed for this life It's weird how sometimes I miss the days (ooh) When I never had a spliff to blaze Nanny hugged me in the courtroom and kissed my face My troubled childhood I wished away Another day, another risk to take Crown court, lookin' six to eight Now I'm in the booth daily goin' six for eight I used to mix the coke, not mix the tape Now this mixtape cost ten bricks of flake I need freedom like air You never understand until you see it disappear And I can't lie, I wish Money was here I'll give it all to have him back and put one in the air Man say they wanna kill me, I ain't scared I'll double your dare, even cover your fare I'm goin' out like Tony at the top of the stairs Ain't my first choice, but I'll be in some fuckery affairs Mum struggled for years, nan suffered for years That's buckets of tears, hence the fire burnin' So when it comes to these numbers, I'm too assertive I got my satin on me, crisis averted Crisis averted means it's on person, not third person When suspects turn victim, it's on purpose I've done bird with long-termers, wrong turners Stop starters, cop burners, we're not learners These hoes To my eyes These hoes Killin' me inside Everybody gotta make sacrifices --- Gangsteritus - Tiggs Da Author and Potter Payper