A powerful anthem capturing the struggles of growing up in tough neighborhoods, 'Product of the Environment' showcases the transformation from a rugged upbringing to becoming a self-made boss. With themes of hustle, resilience, and the unforgiving nature of street life, Gates speaks to the realities of being shaped by one’s surroundings while emphasizing the importance of respect and survival in a gritty world.
Verse 1:
Growing up rough, had to learn to survive,
Made myself a boss, you can see it in my eyes.
Streets made me tough, product of my environment,
Get rich or die trying, that’s the only requirement.
Chorus:
Came from the bottom, now we standing tall,
Black sheep of the fam, but I answered the call.
The streets ain’t for everybody, that’s why they made sidewalks,
I ain’t finna play with him, let the gun talk.
Verse 2:
Move wrong, I’m going with you, no second thought,
Leave your body outlined, white chalk in the lot.
I fear none, respect all, that’s the code I breathe,
Always keep it G, and that’s just how it be.
Chorus:
Came from the bottom, now we standing tall,
Black sheep of the fam, but I answered the call.
The streets ain’t for everybody, that’s why they made sidewalks,
I ain’t finna play with him, let the gun talk.
Bridge:
Street politics, every day a new game,
Hustler mentality, I’m the one to blame.
By any means necessary, I’ll make my way,
Survival of the fittest, living life day by day.
Outro:
Came from the bottom, now we standing tall,
Black sheep of the fam, but I answered the call.
The streets ain’t for everybody, that’s why they made sidewalks,
I’m a product of the environment, let my story talk.
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growing up rough, made my self a boss, hustler, streets made me , product of my environment, get rich or die trying, by any means, street politics, came from the bottom, black sheep of my family, the streets aint for everybody that why they made sidewalks i aint finna play with him I would rather let my gun talk move wrong I'm going with you leave your body outlined with white chalk I fear none respect all always keep it G and that's law
Kevin gates