BABY GANGSTA

There's always something more I can't share
With a crooked smile
Living in a hotel, touring with CA7RIEL
It almost feels unreal

For every time I fell, I rose three times
Time flies by
A few I messed up, and one that messes with me
I’m sorry for all of it (yeah)

Okay, baby, now I'm in Miami
Drunker than Amy, let’s throw the condoms
Let’s have a few babies, there was no money before
Now, bitch, pay me, pay me, pay me

You know I’m

Sweet but gangsta, your baby gangsta
Sweet but gangsta, your baby gangsta
(Gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang)
Sweet but gangsta, your baby gangsta

I live like Paco wanted, back in school
More money, more problems, but I don’t complain
I don’t see the same face in the mirror
Didn’t take advice, but we made it to old age

Sweet but gangsta, mixing Fanta
With that white powder, it lifts me up
I take off the safety, just in case
The dude who sings played that card

Okay, baby, now I'm in Miami
Drunker than Amy, let’s throw the condoms
Let’s have a few babies, there was no money before
Now, bitch, pay me, pay me, pay me

You know I’m

Sweet but gangsta, your baby gangsta
Sweet but gangsta, your baby gangsta
(Gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang)
Sweet but gangsta, your baby gangsta

Sweet but gangsta, your baby gangsta
Sweet but gangsta, your baby gangsta
(Gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang)
Sweet but gangsta, your baby gangsta

What would my ex say, what would my ex say?
She hated that I talked to a lot of girls
And now I’m hitting it with four at once
Students, whores, and businesswomen

Get off the plane, hop in the van
I never come off bad, a professional
A toast to mom, the plan went wrong
She wanted a prince, but I turned out a thug

Ey, ey, ey, yeh
Baby gangsta