Lyrical Breakdown of Gang Over Everything (Feat. Metro Boomin) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how 21 Savage weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Gang Over Everything (Feat. Metro Boomin)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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How the hell I got the hood on my back but still gotta watch my shoulder
How you feel like I'm supposed to take care of you when your ass way older
Had a deep convo with the young bros who was in my rover
Tricking yourself off the street I ain't got no shit to do with being no soldier
I lost Johnny and Larry I can't lie my heart got colder
Lost Tayman and CJ I can't lie my heart got frozen
Fuck all that grieving and shit I go to the paint like I'm derozan
N** hit me up and I hit him up and I guess I was chosen
All the opps tryna get even
We killin' all season
Infrared on the sticks sun beaming
N**s get killed for treason
Better thank God yo ass still breathing
If I let it slide I had a reason
If I let it slide it's cause I'm busy fighting demons
Shiver when I sleep the doctor say that I'm anemic
Said in these songs but when I see him he ain't mean it
When it come to eating plates they know we get too greedy
Yeah
Gang over everything
Married to this shit
Gang on my wedding ring (yeah)
Gang gang stay ahead of things (yeah)
Gang spinning like a hurricane
Back to school drive in my hood showin' love they knew they would
Hit a lick them come look out ask the Js they know me good
N**s tryna split the crew up like I didn't do what I should
All the killers right here with me let's get that shit understood
N**s know I bust my gun ain't no smoke can make me run
He mad at me bout a chain forgot the times I paid his bond
Brothers talk behind my back I play like I ain't heard nun
N**s wanna shake my hand but I can't take mine off my gun
Bitches on the same thing tryna knock my focus
I come from the east side where it's rogish
Shoot me in the back of the head you'll probably get a bonus
Talkin' to my codeine that shit sad that's what I cope with
Ima be a man if I'm rich or if I'm broken
Why you feel like it's my job to make sure you got motion
You know you got them n**s out here saying the fame changed me
I got thirty n**s right here saying that I'm the same me
Yeah
Gang over everything
Married to this shit
Gang on my wedding ring (yeah)
Gang gang stay ahead of things (yeah)
Gang spinning like a hurricane
Check my resume ain't said a thing
Gang gang man them n**s changed
Stay down shit better came
Stay down shit better came
Never took my tell about nothing
N**s rap dissin' but they bluffin'
Choppa bullets friendly they keep touchin'
Any room I'm topic of discussion
Would it be the same if I was busted
N**s hate it bitches love it
But they knowing how we coming
Knowing we just want the money
Put the G5 on the runway then pay my ties on Sunday
Monday is back the gun play
Go eat me a plate on lunch break
FLs she can tell about the funkshway
Got kids can't wait on no one
I pay my dues don't owe nun
When I flip the switch they both run
Keep looking at me must know sumn
I'm giving out smoke who want some
At the spot you know your hoe come
They need a free turkey so dumb
Better go in the house when bro come (yeah)
Better take your ass inside the house (21)
Better take your ass inside it (yeah)
Better take your ass inside the house (21)
Be careful who you tell to step n**s ain't right
Slide with the wrong n** that'll get your life
Rest in peace to Tayman bitch you see the knife
Trappin' on G block n** where it's shiesty
Don't believe the hype he act gangsta bro dem made him kite
Daddy was a bitch we was young n** took his bike
All this shit be facts
I just punch and I don't gotta write
I just want the head cause she talk to much she ain't my type
Yeah
Gang over everything
Married to this shit
Gang on my wedding ring (yeah)
Gang gang stay ahead of things (yeah)
Gang spinning like a hurricane (yeah)
Check my resume I ain't said a thing (yeah)
Gang gang man them n**s changed
Stay down shit better came
Stay down shit better came