You wanna be a gangsta, I wanna be the Buddha

You wanna be a gangster
I wanna be the Buddha
You wanna be a playa
all I want to do is music
Yeah I know u is a shooter
With a big bag of dope
To me that’s a dead end
Road with no hope
At the end of the road
I try to stay gold
And stay on the path
That God told me to go
And that’s why I flow
And ebb while I grow
For it’s all I know
We all want to glow
Fo sho.