Gangster
P.D.C Lyrics

Tell me
The artist begins the song by calling for attention and asking for an answer.

Tell me why are we so blind to see
The artist wonders why people cannot see the pain they cause to themselves and others.

That the ones we hurt are you and me
The artist acknowledges that everyone can be affected by the actions of others, and hurting someone else ultimately also means hurting oneself.

Ha, new beamer 2 seater interior blue
The artist boasts about their new car, describing its features and color scheme.

I Been sipping henny I got plenty her limit is too many
The artist has been drinking a lot of Hennessy, reaching the point of having too much for the person they are drinking with.

Shout out Remy that boy Benny won't hop in the booth, (Yeah)
The artist gives a shout-out to Remy and mentions that another person named Benny, who seems hesitant to record a song, should follow suit and join in.

Fuck a semi I go full auto, hollows with my troops
The artist prefers to use fully automatic, high-capacity guns with their crew rather than a semi-automatic weapon to deal with whatever they perceive as threats.

Mono e mono we got problems you gon up and shoot ?
The artist questions whether problems are best dealt with in a one-on-one fight or through lethal means.

I want the throne but above all I want the fuckin' truth
The artist desires power but also values honesty more than anything else.

I won't trust the bitches love these women, though my heart is through
Although the artist acknowledges the difficulty of trusting women, they still love them despite experiencing heartbreak from them.

She want the status brought the package to the other booth
The artist describes a woman who craves attention and tries to impress others by bringing something of value to a different location.

New rage, nigga I just hop out steppin'
The artist describes a new sense of energy as they confidently exit from a mode of transportation.

Drop the top and hit the lighter blowin' 70 on 7
The artist is driving their car with the top down and smoking a lighter while driving very fast on a specific street's limit.

Hit the block you need the package coping kelos by 11s
The artist delivers drugs to a specific area and expects to sell them in groups of kilos before 11 PM.

I fear GOD and fuck the reverend pop off anything you catchin'
The artist is afraid of God but disregards the authority of a religious leader and is willing to harm anyone who gets in their way.

I swear my life feel like a movie every scene be action packed
The artist likens their life to a movie characterized by intense and exciting moments.

She killed a bottle of McCarty popped the seal and crack the acc
The artist describes a woman who finishes a bottle of McCarty and open an Accutane pill bottle by popping its seal.

New baby Benz got all her friends she feel a spark I lit the match
The artist just acquired a new Mercedes Benz, and they are becoming more attractive to others, leading to new relationships forming and a sense of power.

I herd you trippin' off some pussy fuck that bitch can have her back nigga
The artist knows someone who is upset over a girl and encourages them to let go and move on.

Been spending most our life's living in a gangsters Paradise
The artist repeats that they have been living in a dangerous and lawless world their whole life.

Been spending most our life's living in a gangsters Paradise, (Tell me)
The artist continues to repeat that they have spent their entire life in a dangerous world, highlighting the gravity of this realization.

Ha, no team they all labeled me a menace
The artist feels like an outcast and has been branded a threat despite not having a group affiliation.

I was 17 fighting for a dream I had at 7
The artist has been fighting for a goal they had when they were young, demonstrating a strong sense of determination and ambition.

All them court fees always tryna give another sentence
The artist has dealt with many legal charges and has to keep fighting new ones continually.

Told em bitch please I said ima send it when I send it, (Wooh)
The artist communicates impatiently that they will handle a request when they are ready and aren't in a rush.

Only thing I'm worried bout is my percentage
The artist's primary concern is securing their payment and ensuring they are receiving their due earnings, indicating a strong interest in money.

I can't double profit I don't see the point in why we texting
The artist doesn't see the benefit of discussing something further because it would not result in a significant profit.

I can't make nun off it I can't see no bands hit that deposit
The artist cannot earn anything meaningful from a certain opportunity and won't deposit any more money.

They gon' double cross it, love don't cost a thing but my whole wallet
The artist expects others to betray them and indicates that money is the only thing that matters in their relationships.

Shit I'm in my zone, they can't see I'm happy on my own
The artist feels at ease being alone, enjoying their personal time away from others.

Drip that new two tone heart is stone I won't pick up the phone
The artist is indifferent to what others think of them, indicating that their recently acquired two-tone clothing doesn't affect them emotionally, and they refuse to answer calls.

Shit I like alone, never truly felt when something's real
The artist prefers to be alone, as they avoid getting hurt by not being open to positive emotions.

Yeah, I'm antisocial I can't make you feel the way I feel
The artist acknowledges they are antisocial and recognizes it is impossible to make others feel the same as them.

Blink twice you might miss it
The artist says that things happen quickly, and it is easy to miss significant events in life.

Nights might lose it all in just 2 minutes
The artist refers to losing everything in just two minutes when making poor decisions at night.

Crashed that whip ain't miss it
The artist damaged their car and didn't regret it.

Clique so swift it should go down in Guinness
The artist's group is something special and distinct, gathering attention and admiration globally.

My blick hit don't miss it
The artist's weapon is lethal and accurate.

Brand new beam might whip it just don't kiss it
The artist owns a new car and warns against anyone marking it by kissing it with their lips.

My turn round insane
The artist describes a reckless driving event.

Switch that lane
The artist changes lanes while driving their car.

My New whip take propane
The artist's new car needs propane to function correctly.

What you know about moving pounds going state to state ?
The artist asks if the listener knows about the logistical efforts in moving large amounts of drugs between states.

Hoodie down walking through crowds with a .38
The artist describes walking with a concealed weapon, a .38 caliber handgun, while surrounded by people.

Kinda crazy a certain sound can take you any place
The artist recognizes that specific sounds can transport someone to different moods and environments.

Got my dick sucked on the plane and shit almost made me late
The artist has an encounter where they received oral sex on a plane that made them almost miss their flight.

Tell me why are we, so blind to see,
The artist reiterates their confusion about why people can't recognize the harm they cause.

That the ones we hurt, are you and me
The artist reinforces the idea that hurting others also causes harm to oneself.

Been spending most our life's living in a past time paradise
The artist switches to talking about spending their life in the past and bemoans wasting time on things that do not contribute to their growth.

They keep telling of the day when the Savior of love will come to stay
The artist acknowledges people's constant talk about a future moment when love will be saved by a savior.

They've been looking in their minds for the day that sorrows gone from time
People long for a future day where sorrows no longer exist and the world is free from all despair.

They've been wasting most their days in remembrance of ignorance oldest praise
People spend most of their days stuck in the past, praising and memorializing acts or ideas they no longer stand behind.