CMG The Label - Gangsta Art Lyrics

Yeah, it's CMG the album, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'?
History
You ain't never seen this many gangsters in the same squad
You never seen this much money with no issues
Know what I'm sayin'?
You never seen this many big dawgs come together, nigga
Yeah

Extortion still exists (yeah)
Orchestrate the blitz
When we was kids, I thought that corner'll make me rich
It's forfeit 'til I'm torched 'cause that mean more to me than this bitch
Give a f*ck about your hustle, that don't mean more to me than these skits (yeah)
Scorin' up with these sticks, if you don't pour enough, I ain't sippin'
Threw switches on this blick
But, when he blick 'em, they be glitchin'
Be discrete an keep yo' distance
When it get greasy you can't fix it
Don't be subbin' me in yo' mentions
Bitch, you givin' the feds assistance
They be givin' the feds descriptions
I'm bangin' the red division
My brother ain't here to sip with me
So, I'm pourin' out red prescription
These niggas ain't get no chicken
They scared of jail, they scared of riskin'
These niggas ain't sendin' no hits
They sendin' attempteds, that's the difference

Yeah
You niggas got me bent
Thinkin' that I'm goin', like I ever went (thinkin' that I'm goin' or somethin')
On the phone with Chase, locked my account, I'm like, the hell I spend?
One thing I ain't know is how it'd go when the feds hit (I ain't know that)
Same feelings yo' man get
Chop' hit his top and his dreads twist (you know that)
Playin' cool, they playin' you like a fool
I learned my lesson (I learned my lesson)
No to tellin'
No luck bein' in these streets without yo' weapon
PJ trailin', ridin' through my section
I better not feel threatened
He was pussy, wet him, I'm protected
That's my contraceptive
Nigga, what you tryna do?
It's already come down to
When they huddled up against us
Draco knock they crowd loose
All these trials never break me down
These the last two yerks, I chewed them first before I found dude
Ridin' through, yeeky on my lap, cars back to back
Nigga run up, he heard, "Blatt"
He gon' die if he don't shoot back
And there's so many niggas whacked
He must not wanna get me back
My opps so pussy, nigga might not do nothin' to me if I left

Day's been cold, just like my wrist
(Every picture I paint must be vivid) I'll be used to, I
Paint these words just like my whips
(Blood, sweat and tears on the canvas)
What you know 'bout gangsta's art? (Go)

Never got nowhere bein' the nice guy (nah)
Yeah I got it, but just know the price high (up)
Prada model, I came out the house fly
Spark come out of the switch, 4th of July (frrt)
Diamonds sluggin', I'm back to my old ways (ayy)
Tinted Phantom gettin' chauffeured by Jose (skrrt)
Book me out the states, they gotta translate
How could niggas think we on the same page? (Huh)
Everybody gon' shine together
We grind together
Get caught, do the time together (gang)
Bitch, I'm a rebel, this a fraternity
Throwin' up signs, I be with the steppers
Millionaire at a early age
This the lifestyle of the young and paid
I done took my talent to the global stage
Look at him pourin' drank at the VMAS
Stickin' to the same rules (what's that?)
No new friends, same old dudes
Got no receiver, paid all dues
Should've went diamond, I dropped jewels
Underneath my pillow where the AR be
Paint a ugly picture, gangsta A-R-T
In a SRT with a H-O-E
In a AUG (three letter), CMG

Day's been cold, just like my wrist
(Hello, this is a pre-paid collect call from) I'll be used to, I
(An inmate at) paint these words just like my whips
(This call is subject to recording, and monitoring)
What you know 'bout gangsta's art? (To accept charges, press one)

Judge just gave my young nigga a gnat, hope I ain't next
Prosecutor been readin' my messages, she got me stressed and shit
Run off, I better not catch the bitch
Fell out with my bestest mans
I done dodged a few broad days, shout out that F&N
"Dugg, did what?" Bitch, guess again
Prices drop, I'm taxin' still
Why you rat, I'm askin' Will?
Why you rat, I'm askin' G?
Youngin' turned me G, and Drezz
Stack my money and have some kids
Gotti did just what it is
Cmg a hundred years

Day's been cold, just like my wrist
I'll be used to, I (it was another dangerous night in Memphis)
Paint these words just like my whips
(With police responding to multiple shootings across the city)
What you know 'bout gangsta's art? (Community activists tried to make the city safe)

Feds wanna know my whereabouts
You get a headshot
Go against this, ya leg shot
Young nigga pulled up in a Demon with that choppa
He a demon, you get a red dot
Real gangster outta Memphis
Book me for a show, I'm doin' every slot
Mama told me she can picture me
On the front row of the Grammys with my legs propped (yeah)
2015, I was burnin' lights in the Hellcat (Hellcat)
Bought my dog a Scatpack
He crossed me out, so I fell back (facts)
When the bum land, he say it didn't land
But, you know I smell that (what's that?)
He sold his soul to the devil when he tried to sell that (I want your soul)

Day's been cold, just like my wrist
I'll be used to, I
Paint these words just like my whips
What you know 'bout gangsta's art?

Label full of feelings, all our entourage gellin' (real shit)
I'll give a pack to my niggas if they ain't sellin' (woo)
And, I'll risk it all with my niggas 'cause they ain't tellin' (they ain't tellin')
First, you get the money, then I mail it
First, you roll the Trufflez then inhale it
My bitch like Keisha off a Belly (Belly)
Vacuum seal the pack, you can't smell it (woo)
That's a ton in the truck, you can't mail it
I been eatin' spaghetti with the lobster (lobster)
Nigga, I'm a motherf*ckin' mobster
CEO that's runnin' with the robbers
We get paid on time, they don't want no problems
Platinum plaques and choppers (choppers)
They made the news and the charts
Who turned this gangsta shit into a art? Us
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