Teach You Gangsta
MOSTACK Lyrics

I just put the car in sports
I've switched my car into sports mode

Flexed and flossed
I'm showing off my wealth and style

You ain't road, you grass
You haven't lived life on the streets like I have, you're still green

Made a likkle dough from the sunflower
I've made some money from a lucrative business deal

Made my dumplin' with some gunpowda, da
I've used my profits to invest in illegal activities and weapons

She watch me and she watch trouser
She's eyeing me up and down

If you with me you cannot shout her (move)
If you're with me, you can't try to make advances on her

I told my baby girl mind out (mind out)
I warned my girl to be careful and aware of her surroundings

'Cause baby girl mine now, mine now (you're all mine baby)
She belongs to me now, and only me

Nobody can look at you 'cause she's all mine
No one else can even look at her because she's mine

I partying with a gangster for cover
I'm hanging out with a dangerous crowd to keep myself safe

We might have to blaze something tonight (woo, hoo)
We might have to use our weapons tonight

Told that nigga meet me outside
I gave him instructions to meet me outside

I can teach you gangster (I can teach you gangster)
I can show you how to be street smart

Nigga, I can teach you
I can teach you how to survive in the streets

Baby, I'm a gangster
I'm a true gangster

But I don't move like a gangsta (but I don't move like a gangsta)
But I don't show off like a stereotypical gangster

On the streets they won't survive
Those who haven't lived on the streets won't be able to survive

On the 'gram they can last
On social media, they can pretend to be something they're not

They move stubborn, I'm a gangster that lasts
They resist change, but I've made it through the test of time as a gangster

My gangster's advanced
I'm an experienced and skilled gangster

I'm a gangster that dance (you see me I)
I'm a gangster who can dance with style

I do the dance then (then), done your dance
I'll show you how to do my dance, and then you can show me yours

And why these feds wan' nick me? (why?)
Why do the police want to arrest me?

Tryna arrest man (wah)
Trying to arrest me

Pedal, walkie-talkie and there tryna link a next man (free the guys)
They're using technology to track me or someone else down

Told bro chill (chill)
I told my friend to calm down

And you just wanna press bang (brr)
And you just want to shoot someone

I was on the streets
I grew up on the dangerous streets

Never done an exam (never)
I never had the opportunity to pursue education

Baby is he gangsta? (had enough of these fake niggas man)
Is he really a true gangster? I'm tired of these fake people

Nah, nah, no no
No, he's not

Gotta be smooth with it you know
You have to be slick to survive

Don't wanna cloud with some Versace but you know
I don't want to be flashy with Versace clothing, but you know I can afford it

I'm on my, I'm on my, I'm on my ne-na-na
I'm just doing my thing

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Singing and having fun

TSB
Credits to producer TSB