my friend rick - i am not a gangster lyrics
[intro]
(my friend rick)
(yo)
[chorus]
you can tell that i’m not a gangster
i am just a man
i’m not f+cking b+tches
wedding ring on my hand
you know that i’m not a criminal
got no trouble with the fuzz
i am not a rapper
but imagine if i was
[verse 1]
(i’d be like)
i have been hiding my rhyming for years
anxiety priming my fears
hoping and coping and choking back tears
i was joking bout climbing the tiers (ha ha ha)
but forget the respect of my peers, boy
i’m changing lanes and switching gears, boy (skrrt)
i sold my soul to be good at rap
but the devil is still in arrears, boy
now i’ve lost weight so i’ve lost suits
lost money like a lawsuit (cash)
i lost homies like i lost my faith
’cause i lost my way like an offshoot
gps off, going off route
i lost my smile like a lost tooth
but handle with care like a parcel
cause i’m losing myself like i’m marshall (shady!)
[chorus]
you can tell that i’m not a gangster
i am just a man
i’m not f+cking b+tches
wedding ring on my finger man (bling)
you know i am not a criminal
got no trouble with the fuzz
but it doesn’t matter cause i’m not a rapper
but imagine if i was
[verse 2]
box of my lego, i made connections
a hundred exes
need more o’s, like a safe investment
look at the spatium, expand dimensions
filling my cranium with dark intentions
so i am not the one to mess with, but
i won’t do anything physically
watch you invisibly
amazing what you can do digitally
watch man’s moves like a social network
watch mans move cause i learned the step work
watch+man’s moves, my hands are dexterous
two arms like i’m ambidextrous
range tremendous, aim is reckless
sith apprentice? claim contentious
my muzzle could use some suppression
got a deficit with my attention
if you think you know my location
then i want you to know my location (on site)
got eyes in unnatural places
biblically accurate angel
quick access to my hidden sp+ces
my place is riddled with tracers
drinking sake with miyazaki
spirited away, faceless
[chorus]
you can tell that i’m not a gangster
i am just a man
i’m not f+cking b+tches
wedding ring on my hand
you know i am not a criminal
got no trouble with the fuzz
i am not a rapper
but imagine if i was (ba ba ba)
[verse 3]
i know some rappers afraid to be corny
but i was born on the cob (pop pop pop)
i enter play centres, milfs look at me h+rny
get me a bucket and mop
i’m folding the pram (action mechanical)
son holding my hand (seems so theatrical)
i remembered the bag (all black and tactical)
nice day out with dad (usually not practical)
i set the boys down, they pick some toys out
this place employs clowns, we go on the slide
i’m wearing sweatpants, outline an eggplant
see through like pet scans, see the mum’s sigh
boys start to climb up, it’s humid like nightclubs
picked out like line+ups, think i’ve been spied
not a single mother is a single mother
they tell their husband to go wait outside (wait)
wear too many hats
tell too many fibs
cap on cap on cap
had too many kids
back to back to back
their car seats don’t fit
so it’s lap on lap on lap
like i’m in the pits
it’s all cr+p on cr+p on cr+p
from my little sh+ts
(you’re not a gangster, dad)
[outro]
you can tell that i’m not a gangster
i am just a normal dad
i am not inflicting violence
and for that you should be glad
i am not a vip
got no bottles in the club
i am not a rapper
but imagine if i was
i am not a gangster
i am just a man
i’m not f+cking b+tches
wedding ring on my hand
i am not a criminal
got no trouble with the fuzz
i am not a rapper
but imagine if i was
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