Gusto (feat. Prodigy)

Yeah, A, we gon' do this up, son

Yeah

Yo, we from Hempstead, it's close to the shacks in Parkside

You know, fuck what they do, man

My whole team is out for the gusto

Internally blood drip through your body slow

We on the go, but yo, time is still limited

Unlimited type style and we be rippin' shit

My whole team is out for the gusto

Internally blood drip through your body slow

We on the go, but yo, time is still limited

Unlimited type style

Welcome to the PSG I represent

The littlest in the crew, but first one to get up in em

I straight up skin 'em like wolves, I wish you would flip

Fakin' jack and get your whole hood hit

But it's all good, we do the things y'all wish y'all could

And play the bat yo and watch the brothas bark like wood

So knock on it, go 'head you want it, nobody want it

You turned informant, bull .9 stingin' like a brown hornet

While y'all was droppin', I was underground shadow boxin'

Layin low. puttin' final touches on the flow

So here we go, time to snatch that dough

Got **** breakin' camp like Dre from Death Row

From the streets to the jail, I represent well

Touch a **** like Braille, jacks are hotter than the third rail

Scales are tipped in my favor, the livest savior

Grade up in the U.S., now let's get this paper

My whole team is out for the gusto

Internally blood drip through your body slow

We on the go, but yo, time is still limited

Unlimited type style and you be rippin' shit

My whole team is out for the gusto

Internally blood drip through you body slow

We on the go, but yo, time is still limited

Unlimited type style, you gettin' ripped, kid

I'm yawnin' while I wake up to the early mornin' gunfire

Another day, another scar to acquire

Jumped out my bed, tried to break my alarm

Took a shower and then I strapped on my firearm

Grab my Pelle Pelle 'cause I wanna look fly when I die

But it ain't my turn to say goodbye

How do I know? Some people call it instincts

I like to call it my luck, who gives a fuck?

I'm stuck in this environment can't depart from it

And if I try, I always end up back where I started

Plan ain't square one there's no escapin' (Who the fuck you tellin', kid?)

So I come to realize my truth

Tryna live a full life before my time is through

The clock's tickin', so I don't got no time for you

As I head outside amongst the rest of the animals

Where I feel relaxed and safe and I could stand still

(To all my kiko's) It's sort of like a family bond

We gather up all the soldiers and form into a invincible

Swarm of kids, now it's on again

Drinkin' straight from the bottle, warm gin drippin' down my chin

For the crippled children, you can't win

Against twenty-five **** bent up with MAC-10s

Semi-automatic, fully addicted crime addict

So long as there's cash involved I gotta have it

There's many different levels of the criminal mind

Either you're in it for the gusto or wastin' your time

My whole team is out for the gusto

Internally blood drip through your body slow

We on the go, but yo, time is still limited

Unlimited type style

Now is you ready for me? 'Cause they are peeps that you saw see

You probably heard about me and my crew doin what we do

For my **** True and Smith & Wesson

'Cause I be wreckin' mic checkin' fools that come around second guessin'

I sparks in the dark like stars in the sky (Sky)

Spiritually, lyrically, since knee-high (High)

The cradle, I represent my peoples and my label

'Cause when you take a ride through Parkside, it's fatal

What's my time to shine? My design you can't define (Nah)

It only takes a line and a rhyme to blow that mind

To have you buggin' (What?), **** got they tapes dubbin' (Nah)

Where ain't no line for me to kick a rhyme pushin' and shovin'

Now it's over, walkin like a soldier I told ya

Shorty droppin' bombs and shit, like Oklahoma

Connoisseur comin' wit that bomb for sure

Run for shelter, little brother, when it rain, it pours (Now)

My whole team is out for the gusto

Internally blood drip through your body slow

We on the go, but yo, time is still limited

Unlimited type styles and we be rippin' shit

My whole team is out for the gusto

Internally blood drip through your body slow

We on the go, but yo, time is still limited

Unlimited type style, what?

First of all the foundation, money is the root of all evil

The cream'll have you shittin' on your people (What?)

Livin' like lotto, everything is everything

Ain't nothin' change but the clothes that my money bring

I'm makin' figures that I never thought possible

You try to slow me down, you'll find yourself in a hospital

My crew got the army and TECs-es (With the TECs)

And them Acuras (Them Acs) that made you get your cap peeled backwards

For years, I've been tryna blow for years

Gettin' bent off Moet, spend a G on beers

Livin' life to the fullest, my story ends with a bullet

'Til the coke oil drop to the bottom of the pot

My invincible crew will never stop

If you're lookin', you could find me risin' to the top

I'm a classic, approach my level and get your ass kicked

Floatin' in a river with your body wrapped in plastic (What?)

I'm tryna make a half a million triple in size

Before my eye, another part of my team dies

I could still hear his voice while he up in the sky

While the rest still livin', steady tellin' me lies

It's like a bad dream, and I can't wake up

But at the same time, I love it and I can't give it up

My whole team is out for the gusto

Internally blood drip through your body slow

We on the go but yo, time is still limited

Unlimited type styles and we be rippin' shit