Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Albee Al
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LILZ
Producer
Lyrics
Gladiator
(Mils produced this beat)
John John in the motherfuckin' booth
Wit' my brother the fuckin' gladiator
Every time we in this bitch, day one shit, A1 shit
Big homie, tell 'em how you fuckin' feel, **** (ay)
Ay, ay
First thing first, know I'm a motherfuckin' rider (I swear)
Ridin' wit' the strap and I ain't talkin' 'bout a condom (grip)
Ain't worried 'bout beef, man, we gon' eat him like a slider (food)
Hit 'em and keep it movin' like a fuckin' drunk driver (boom)
I'm dyin' for my squad, I'm a suicide bomber (I am)
If I die tonight, bury me in designer (splash)
Shawty said, "Do you love me?" And I told her, "Bitch, kinda"
I'm ballin' right now, you wasn't there at the bottom (nah)
Voice in my hood, in the trenches where you find 'em (mehn)
Surrounded by choppers, sharks and piranhas (grrh)
Ain't checkin' on no bitch, I blew a bag on my momma (momma)
"Start would you kill for me?," Told me he'll be honored (gang, gang, gang)
I believe in karma, so the clip got a comma (boom)
Eat your fuckin' face like a motherfuckin' monster
Boy, I'm a monster, boy, I'm a demon (I am)
Homies in jail, they ain't motherfuckin' leavin' (free them)
Remember down state, no commissary, barely eatin' (remember)
Ain't scared to go back, you'll be the motherfuckin' reason (boom)
I ain't scared (no)
Ask my dawg, there was a time that I wasn't there (ask)
Ask my dawg, there was a time that I didn't share (never)
A time I had it on me and I didn't flare (ever, ever)
Animals, we can smell fear
You be the only one in heaven in a wheelchair
I shot my dawg 'cause he crossed me, but I still care (fuck it)
Why would you cross me? You know it's real here (why, ****?)
Beefin' wit' the whole city, but I'm still here (I'm outside, yeah)
Uh, I'm still here (hol' up)
Don't compare me to no rapper if he ain't drop nothin' (yeah)
I remember late nights tryna spot somethin' (searchin')
A janitor, I'm tryna mop somethin' (grr)
You couldn't come back if you ain't shot somethin' (for real)
Real shit, it's a jungle out here, I'm tryna kill shit (boom)
Bad bitches all I deal wit' (splash)
I fell in love wit' that feelin' when that pill hit (that pill hit)
Hit yo' bitch wit' this pill dick (yea, yeah, yea)
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, man (easy on 'em, bro)
Bro, you were just facin' life, right? (Ay)
Now you showin' **** what life like (ay, ay)
Take 'em to the trenches, **** (gladiator)
**** talkin' crazy, so I do 'em in (boom)
See 'em hit the floor, then I shoot again
Headshot, he won't move again (ever, ever)
Heard your block boomin', so we movin' in
It's the takeover, 40 gave his ass a makeover (grr)
I told that bitch she can't stay over (nah)
Date over, I'm 'bout to take off like a layover
Ain't no refs, so hit the **** when the play over (boom, boom)
50 shots tryna play soldier (grr, grr)
I was broke, now it's Range Rovers (I'm up, ****)
Every mornin', it's a hangover (I'm fried)
We pausin', did you take my chain over? (Baby, ****)
I can't sleep, and I try (pain), so many dead bodies on my mind (pain)
People talk to me like they can see it in my eyes (huh)
Crossed so many times, I've been told too many lies (facts) and I'm ridin' for the guys
Fuck the other side (fuck 'em)
**** killed your man, you said you love him, you ain't sly (pussy)
Boy, you in disguise, rats I despise (rats)
If you tell 'em what you saw, we gon' shoot you in your eyes (boom, boom, boom)
Gave my bro my last when I didn't have it (yeah)
Ever been so numb a murder didn't matter? (Murder)
I know this Rémy fuckin' wit' my bladder (Meechy Juice)
But it's for Meechy, so it don't matter (Meech)
Don't compare me to no rapper if he ain't drop nothin'
I remember late nights tryna spot somethin' (I remember)
A janitor, I'm tryna mop somethin' (commando)
You couldn't come back if you ain't shot somethin' (for real)
Real shit, it's a jungle out here I'm tryna kill shit (gang, gang)
Bad bitches all I deal wit' (splash)
I fell in love wit' that feelin' when that pill hit (fried)
Hit yo' bitch wit' this pill dick (yea, yea, yea), yeah
Ay, hol' up, this shit, know what I'm sayin'
It's the gladiator in this motherfucker
They say money bring you power right, they say money is power
I had power when I was broke, know what I'm sayin'
Imagine how powerful I am now, feel me?
Pow
These **** and these bitches know what's up, ****
We gon' keep goin' up
Lols, nothin' they can do us, shit
Written by: ALC