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PENITENTIARY
9
Hip-Hop/Rap
PENITENTIARY was released on June 11, 2025 by Sniper Gang as a part of the album ZAP STARS
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Release DateJune 11, 2025
LabelSniper Gang
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sniper Gang
Sniper Gang
Performer
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Performer
Nu'ely
Nu'ely
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
Kasim Ali Walker
Kasim Ali Walker
Songwriter

Lyrics

I love you, DZ
I don't love you, bitch!
Ever since I was in elementary
We already knew I'd be in penitentiary
Thought life, you know the way I'm livin'
We already knew that I'd be goin' to prison
Ain't seen my **** Fia in a lil' minute
Thinkin' how we used to be off in the trenches
Reminiscent on them days when I was dealin'
Swat out the cap for gold, money for millions
I'm all stuck, this shit a wonderful feeling
They should've never let me in this business
I grew up, this shit a wonderful feeling
We're playin' with BB guns and I be killin'
If I had that money back then, it'd have been way different
Could've bought my grandma more than new kids
If I had that money back then, it'd have been way different
And I probably never would've had the real menace
I got this money, but I already adjusted
This shit just upgraded my whole thing
Lost on my day one **** just because of it
But I ain't trippin' cause they know how I'm comin'
We already knew my future since the yangin'
We already knew that I'd be choppa bustin'
I got this money, but I already adjusted
This shit just upgraded my whole thing
We already knew my future since the yangin'
We already knew that I'd be servin' Jankies
I'm just a shawty, I don't roll and rent
And the bass will hit me for a whole ring
Still a heaven for a gangsta
Gave me life twice, fuck it!
Murdered a man, cold out dirt
Still a heaven for a gangsta
Check it out!
If I die alone in prison, tell my church I was a living lech
Rippin' white, I'm a living lech 187, dead body, yep!
I smell it. Might never see heaven, but fuck it, my brother's dead
Rest in peace to the big Kevin
You're a legend, real ****, I feel him
But sometimes they rap
They have a weak moment, gotta get together. Then I kill him
When the drugs, I deal him. I come up in the Cali, yo!
Now where my dog at? Free my ****, I'm all alone
I run the streets, cardio. My life is hard, though
So they gave me life, they always charge
Cut bars, fuck saws
I'm in the cell blowin' with goons
Me and Joey crack as loon
Them on the west, y'all my **** poonin'
Snow the powder bag, I'm toonin'
Then I'm like, 'fuck the world, fuck my girl
And then I look at her flicks, and I wanna fuck my girl
You see my mind playin' tricks behind this fence
So I commence to vent
Act like I ain't got no motherfuckin'
Since I'm in the pen.
One thing I'ma tell you, bro
You heard me.
You gotta keep it real with you,
With your people when they lie to you
Locked up, dawg, don't forget about them
Don't have them bad, you heard me, bro
You gotta, I mean, you know, a real ****
You gotta, a real **** gotta get love
You heard me, from the hood, from the street
From his family, everything, bruh, you know
Joe's your dog.
Don't forget that,
Joe's your dog.
And when you go, your dog gon' Joe's you
That's what it, keepin' it true mean, you heard me
Yeah!
And I stamp these rules, and I stand by these rules till I die, you understand me?
Real talk!
Better ask somebody about me
That's how I'm comin'
You understand?
Written by: Bill K. Kapri, Kasim Ali Walker
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