Gucci Mane - Tragedy lyrics

[Hook - Gucci Mane] Lord knows I don't wanna be In the penitentiary But that's my reality That sh** might be a tragedy I be right back smoking weed Chilling with the family Cause that's my reality That sh** might be a tragedy [Verse 1 - Gucci Mane] Starting out my week with a quarter boat Stupid strong and I won't sell a quarter O I got 5 on that cause I'm infamous f** fame, strippers love me.. "Back to work n***a! I know y'all n***as miss this sh**!" [Hook - Gucci Mane] Y'all know I don't wanna be In a penitentiary But that's my reality That sh** might be a tragedy I be right back smoking weed Chilling with the family Cause that's my reality That sh** might be a tragedy [Verse 1 - Gucci Mane] Starting out my week with a quarter boat Stupid strong and I won't sell a quarter O I got 5-0 mad cause I'm infamous f** fame, strippers love me ask Infamous f** no, I ain't working for the minimum I'm going in, every weekend is a cinema So get a Coke, hot dog and some candy bars I'm from the 6 but my dick dunn been in movie stars I'm so high right now I want to buy the bar Let everybody in free I'm bringing all my cars And I don't wanna be locked up, hell no! But we got weight so really wanna sell dope [Hook] [Verse 2 - Gucci Mane] Excuse me for being gangsta, I'm crazy I couldn't have been a sissy Mama wouldn't have fed me I'm all-red and my Beemer confetti I'm reminiscing 18 with the Chevy I'm deadlift with a tool like Freddy Not Jackson, Kruger, you smell me? And no push ups, just kush up No lay-ups, just caked up E A G A got bakers Eastside, can I roll through Decatur I'm going hard for the squad I'm the major Anything move here, Gucci paper