A Gangster and a Gentleman

[Styles talking] Yes, pay full attention This is for gangstas, this is for gentlemen There's two kind of people out there I happen to be the boss type I'm a product of my environment Blame the streets, I am what they made me [Styles - Verse One] My pops came from Bed-Stuy, my mom came from Africa I'm all nigga if you know what I mean They hooked up in the '70's when liquor and weed was heavy And had me in Corona, Queens By the time I was seven my mom left my pop Then we moved to the south side of Yonkers, New York Then my mom remarried, had my little brother Gary My sister a year later, let me gather my thoughts By the time I was nine I was outta my mind My step pops didn't like me beat me outta my mind Ten and eleven the same I never would change He still had to hit me, aggravate a little nigga Still wearin' Skippys Golf hats, Adidas and Pumas, I could a had a pair My mommy said wait 'til Christmas but I needed 'em sooner If you heard I was broke dawg it wasn't a rumor [Hook (repeat 2x) - Styles] I said Gangstas ride (Ride with me) Gentlemen live your life (Live it up) Cause Gangstas die (We all gon die) It's only a matter of time (The clock tickin) [Styles - Verse Two] It was 1986 and I was twelve years old That's right around the time when crack came out It was the best thing that happened to me I swear to God cause I was gettin everything that I was askin about First we started off baggin up, me and golf Then shit start addin up, we gettin smart Now we on Broadway, coppin our own base Bring it home and put it in bottles, send us a rottle Drink an OE and scramble like it wasn't tomorrow I'm gettin kicked out of Junior High, thinkin I'm grown God bust with the yellow rabbit And I had every color dealt we was gettin it on I was out robbin Mexicans six in the morn' Mom said I'd had to ep again, rip it I'm gone Nigga get a little loony and grown, soup in the dome Fuck me up worst when I went to the group home [Hook (repeat 2x) - Styles] I said Gangstas ride (Ride with me) Gentlemen live your life (Live it up) Cause Gangstas die (We all gon die) It's only a matter of time (The clock tickin) [Styles - Verse Three] I'm leavin out a lotta shit, nigga it's too real My alcoholic backround, the welfare motels Abuse that I had to take struggle at my mom's recruit How the fuck I'm gon bomb wit you And the cases I got up to date told you that I bust a eight Got niggas I can't name, outta state niggas fuck with weight Little brother gone but I got a baby angel You fuckin with a dirty name, don't let these niggas change you The present's what you get And the past is what make the man future I can't tell you I ain't God or lil' Superman No there ain't a 'S' on my chest, but it's a 'D' on my block (D-Block) And said life the deepest lesson is death I'm determined and I'm disciplined and destined to rest I'm a Gangsta and a Gentleman, Panero the best When I pass I'm like gas, motherfuckers Cause I'm a leave a stain that you'll never forget [Hook (repeat 2x) - Styles] I said Gangstas ride (Ride with me) Gentlemen live your life (Live it up) Cause Gangstas die (We all gon die) It's only a matter of time (The clock tickin) [Styles talking in car] This gangsta and this gentleman shit, is about being humble But at the same time, let niggas know what's real And when I say you real, I could flip But at the same time, I could talk to a nigga at the same time If he don't respect that, then you gotta show 'em you're gangsta He respect that you show 'em you're gentleman Cause you respect him as a man That's what a gangsta and a gentleman is about