GUCCI MANE


Tragedy Lyrics

Y'all know I don't wanna be
In a penitentiary
But that's my reality
That shit might be a tragedy
I be right back smoking weed
Chilling with the family
Cause that's my reality
That shit might be a tragedy

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
Fuck fame, strippers love me...

"back to work nigga! I know y'all niggas miss this shit!"

Y'all know I don't wanna be
In a penitentiary
But that's my reality
That shit might be a tragedy
I be right back smoking weed
Chilling with the family
Cause that's my reality
That shit might be a tragedy

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
Fuck fame, strippers love me ad infinite
Fuck 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 a?
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?

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? 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?
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 get paper

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