Gangstas Need Love

Yo, boo, uh

I know I ain't never tell you this before

But, um, I'm out here tryna get my hustle on

But you know what?

I just need you to be there for me 'cause, uh

Gangstas need love too

Since you've been away, I've been down and lonely

Since you've been away, I've been thinking of you

Trying to understand the reason you left me

What were you going through?

Ooh

I'm missing you

Gangstas need love too

Tell me why the road turned, tell me why the road turned

I got you living in mansion

Jumping out of Benzes

DKNY clothes, baguette faced president's Rolex watches

You used to wear Swatches

Then took you out the ghetto, now your name is Miss Versace

Alligator purses, Moett with your Reeses Hershey

Miss Revelon on your lips and hair and toes

On Tuesdays and Thursdays

Even though I'm living wrong, tryna get my hustle on

I want you in your birthday suit when I make it home

So I can, uh, then squeeze ya

Tease ya, you wanna rub me? Lick the ice cream, man please ya

I ain't got no nine to five

Hustle just to stay alive

Keep you on your game, give you a pistol with your cute .45

Heiffers decieve ya

'Cause they wanna be ya

Tell you I'm a thug and they can't wait till I leave ya

So think about what I say and fuck what them hoes say

I'm missing you

Tell me why the road turned, tell me why the road turned

Gangstas need love too

You was a high school queen

Met me selling ice cream on the corner

Went double-up serving fiend

Even though I'm a thug, you love me

If sex was a game, we a play rugby

I got you flying first classes on planes

Jumping off of trains, taking cruises on boats

Sipping champagne, rolling out the red carpet

When they see ya ten thousand dollar mink coat

That's why them hoes wanna be ya

But they can't

Taking trips in Land Cruisers, dropping off cash to the bank

But they don't know what you done seen

The shit I done put you through

The penitentiary chances you done took for ya boo

The fed's harass you

The lies you done told for me

And when I went to jail, you found a way to visit me

Running up your phone

Girl, sometimes the kids ain't even have a decent meal

It ain't no limit to this ghetto love

Even though I'm out here slanging drugs

You still show me love

That's why I'm here for you, boo

But just remember

That gangstas need love too

I'm missing you

Tell me why the road turned, tell me why the road turned

Gangstas need love too

I got down on my knees and I wondered why

I wonder what she see in me, man, I can't lie

'Cause I be hustling, hang with my homies all night, y'all

And I be hustling from the morning to the night fall

Aight, y'all

It's kinda hard tryna stay clean

Tryna chase dreams

Try to make it happen

But this rapping ain't what it seems

Nah mean

Now through thick and thin you stood beside me

When I was on the run, you hide me

On the real, I'm tryna make a mill but on the real

That's the type of love money can't buy

I need someone who could be trusted

Take this hunnid Gs incase a **** like me get busted

You blame it on my mob lifestyle

My thuggish-ruggish friends keep telling me

My fine lifestyle gon' have to come to an end

Gotta realize I ain't tryna be no broke fart

I'm taking the chances right now

'Cause working harder for our future sons and daughters

I'm tryna take trips to Reno

Cash chips like casino

Live life as a high roller

Silk the Shocker make moves like Valentino

I only got one chance, so I gotta take it

If you could just be patient

Diamonds the size of 20s just for waitin'

You mom think I'm a thug

She don't like me but she still sneak out and see me

Your friends think I'm a ghetto thug

But this is ghetto love that they can't see, G

I know when it rains, it pours

One day it gotta stop

And when it do, I'ma be sitting on top

We gonna be sipping champagne on yachts

Cars and tennis bracelets just to thank you

Meanwhile, I'll be home tonight

So keep it tight for this gangsta