Kojey Radical – Gangsta (Audio, Lyrics,)

Date 2021-11-16

Category Foreign Music, Lyrics, New Music

Kojey Radical gets closer to forthcoming debut album, unveils the new “Gangsta” piece. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Kojey Radical Gangsta

Kojey Radical Gangsta

Kojey Radical is currently due for his debut album, set to arrive in 2022 via Asylum Records. In anticipation the UK artist has
shared the second single in the buildup with his latest “Gangsta.”

Per usual, Kojey takes the introspective route over the effort co-produced by KZ, Swindle, Ed Thomas, and Jay Weathers as he reflects on the strength of his mother.

“Any time I come to a sense of reasoning or a sense of self, it’s normally because of the advice or presence of women around me, whether that’s my mum, my sisters or the mother or my son,” Kojey says of the new selection. “This song is a celebration of those women and an appreciation of everything they’ve been through. For me, their ability to persevere through everything is the definition of what a gangster actually is.”

Kojey Radical – Gangsta

Lyrics

[Chorus]
I think my momma was a gangsta
I think my daddy was a rolling stone
I was looking for some answers
While forgetting there was rice at home
That’s every day, that’s every day with it, yeah
And every night that she would pray for me, yeah
Tell the devil keep away from me, yeah
Feed my soul and fix a plate for me, yeah

[Verse 1]
I think my momma was a hustler
And had to double up
Felt the love when she was tough with us
I had to toughen up
Think my daddy still in love with her
But not in love with love
Didn’t get it ’til I got it
Probably where I got it from
I dot my i’s and cross my t’s
But in the streets I’m troublesome
Did my best to keep it low key
But my momma worrisome
I worry too
I worry, worry when the trouble follow us
When I was scared, she gave me hugs
But knew she couldn’t coddle us

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause it gets scary in this wild, wild world
Wild, wild world
But it’s all I know
My momma told me that this life get cold
Life get cold
But it still goes on

[Chorus]
I think my momma was a gangsta
I think my daddy was a rolling stone
I was looking for some answers
While forgetting there was rice at home
That’s every day, that’s every day with it, yeah (That’s every day, that’s every day)
And every night that she would pray for me, yeah (Every night she would pray)
Tell the devil keep away from me, yeah
Feed my soul and fix a plate for me, yeah

[Verse 2]
My son mother was a hustler, forever proud of her
Wrote a book and raised a king
Fuck whoever doubted her
Did our best to do our best
Even when it didn’t work
Lord knows I ain’t perfect and I caused a lot of hurt
I could blame it on my trauma, but I put my healin’ first
Moonwalkin’ through the fire, a generational curse
My son gettin’ big, he gettin’ tall, get gettin’ handsome
If he got my pen, I’m bettin’ he goin’ platinum
No good at the lullabies, I’m better when I rap to him
Wishin’ I could call my dad, just so I could chat to him
Maybe it’s a culture thing
Wonder what the answer was
My momma said, “Forgive misses
Go handle your businesses”

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause it gets scary in this wild, wild world
Wild, wild world
But it’s all I know
My momma told me that this life get cold
Life get cold
But it still goes on

[Chorus]
I think my momma was a gangsta
I think my daddy was a rolling stone
I was looking for some answers
While forgetting there was rice at home
That’s every day, that’s every day with it, yeah (That’s every day, that’s every day)
And every night that she would pray for me, yeah (Every night she would pray)
Tell the devil keep away from me, yeah
Feed my soul and fix a plate for me, yeah
I think my momma was a gangsta (I think my momma was a gangsta)
I think my daddy was a rolling stone (Yeah)
I was looking for some answers (Yeah, yeah)
While forgetting there was rice at home (Ah)
That’s every day, that’s every day with it, yeah (That’s every day, that’s every day)
And every night that she would pray for me, yeah (Every night she would pray)
Tell the devil keep away from me, yeah (Devil, keep away from me)
Feed my soul and fix a plate for me, yeah (Fix a plate, fix a plate)

[Interlude]
Go, go momma
Go momma
Go, go, go momma
Go, go, go momma
Go, go, go
Get it, get it, get it
Hey, hey
Da-da-da-di-da
Da-da-da-di-da
Da-da-da-di-da
Da-da-da-di-da
Da-da-da-di-da
Go, go, go momma
Da-da-da-di-da
Go, go, go momma
Go, go, go momma
Da-da-da-di-da
Get it, get it, get it
Hey, hey
Da-da-da-di-da

[Outro]
You’re doing very well
I’m so proud of you, what you are doing
Very, very well
You can’t do any more than what you are doing

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