J-Jon - Bussin Your Gun lyrics

[Intro] Today's my birthday You have a collect call from... Give me a second bro But I wanted to dedicate my day today to those Who had an early d**h date, you know I dedicate this to my city, Bronx NY I ask that y'all pray for us Everybody thinks bussin a gun makes them a gangster [Hook] Look Bussin a gun don't make you no gangster Takin' your child or your moms out the hood does Bein' able to say they don't ever gotta wait on that benefit card Just to tell them when the food come Bussin a gun don't make you no gangster Oh you a gangster? Cuz you let that weapon spray? Coutin on that 4, 5 tryna let 6 go While ya mom wakin up at 7 just to go to section 8? [Verse] You musta thought you was a gangster Or a hitter, cuz you let that thing clap But a real hitter could throw hits and take hits And weave like Floyd, where this generations hands at? Bussin a gun don't make you no gangster I mean go ahead give em touch like an I-pod Cut throat, rob the n***a, take a n***as work But to take a man's life? Nah, you buggin That's GOD job! But cool, co*k it back and shoot Let's just reverse the tables tho Let's say that it was you And you layin in a casket, tears in your funeral And they tryna calm you moms down Cuz now she wanna die too Your brother or your sister thinkin suicide'll do Cuz his las words to ya wasn't "I love you" Now you're sitting in a casket Cuz a little silly f*ggot cut your life in half Just to habe his n***as call him savage Dammit, that drill music got y'all too amped up Y'all think y'all some k**ers when y'all listen to these rappers Cuz the be like, "I'll catch a op n***a lacking Put the chopper to his head and catch him in traffic Gun like a round of applause and keep clappin Bang bang squa squa, we about that action" Come on, you think they live that sh**? You think they'd be out here Making money off of us if they did that sh**? n***as doing 25 to life really did that sh** Who'll never see a day in light, really did tha sh** And if I put you to talk with a real gangster foing life He'll tell you himself he regret that sh** "I can't see my little brother no more, I miss that kid I can't see my momma no more, I miss her kiss I pulled the trigger justo to show my team that I'm a f**ing gangster Now eveytime I call my team, I don't even get an answer f** them n***a!" [Hook] Bussin a gun don't make you no gangster Takin' your child or your moms out the hood does Bein' able to say they don't ever gotta wait on that benefit card Just to tell them when the food come Bussin a gun don't make you no gangster Oh you a gangster? Cuz you let that weapon spray? Coutin on that 4, 5 tryna let 6 go While ya mom wakin up at 7 just to go to section 8? Nah, that don't make you no f**ing gangsta n***a