#gang signs out the window ya bish

[sophiaphile]

"I told him my money could pay for no more than my fees, books, instruments, and keep.

'I knew that was your trouble!' cried he triumphantly.

'But our senate handles bequests for deserving cases like yours . . . I think we can arrange to give you at least the price of a new suit, if you approach us in the right way and I put in a word. What do you say? Shall we attempt it?'

Had he said—'I think you are entitled to a bursary, this is how to apply, and I will be your referee'—had he said that, I could have thanked him; but he lolled back in his chair, hands clasped on bulging waistcoat, simpering up at me (for I had not been invited to sit) with such a sweet coy smug smile that I pocketed my fists to avoid punching his teeth. Instead I told him I came from a part of Galloway where folk disliked begging for charity, but since he had a high opinion of my talents we could arrange to profit us both. I suggested he lend me a hundred pounds, for which I would repay seven and a half per cent on the anniversary of the loan until my fifth year as a general practitioner or third as a professional consultant, when I would refund the original lump and add a twenty pound bonus. He gaped, so I added swiftly, 'Of course I will be bankrupt if I fail to graduate, or get struck early off the Register, but I think I am a safe investment. What do you think? Shall we try it?'

'You are joking?' he murmured, staring at me hard, his lips twitching with the beginnings of a smile he wanted me to imitate. Being too angry to grin at the joke I shrugged, said good-bye, and left."

—Alasdair Gray, Poor Things: Episodes from the Early Life of Archibald McCandless M.D., Scottish Public Health Officer

[dh-nftart]

Gang signs out the window ya bish ✌🏻☮️ #workinghard #hardlyworking #yachtlife #italia (at Positano, Amalfi Coast, Italy) https://www.instagram.com/p/CSyrNO8skqN/?utm_medium=tumblr

[the-palemoon-presence]

♪ Gang signs out the window, ya bish! Hopin' all of 'em offend you, ya bish!♪

They say your hood is a pot of gold!

[thuggalette]

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[trxsh-pxndx]

Kendrick Lamar - Money Trees feat. Jay Rock 

Pull off at Church's with Pirelli's skirtin' (Pirelli's skirtin', Pirelli's skirtin') Gang signs out the window, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) Hoping all of em offend you, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish)

[jordanisaac]

“gang signs out the window ya bish.”

[hannahbitsandmusic]

Me and my niggas tryna get it, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) Hit this house lick tell me is you with it, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) Home invasion was persuasive (Was persuasive, was persuasive) From nine to five I know its vacant, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) Dreams of living life like rappers do (like rappers do, like rappers do) Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool (They wasn't cool, they wasn't cool) I fucked Sherane then went to tell my bros (Tell my bros, tell my bros Then Usher Raymond "Let it Burn" came on ("Let it Burn" came on, "Let it Burn" came on) Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) Parked the car and then we start rhyming, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) The only thing we had to free our mind (Free our mind, free our mind) Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs (Dollar signs, dollar signs) You looking like an easy come up, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) A silver spoon I know you come from, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) And that's a lifestyle that we never knew (We never knew, we never knew) Go at a reverend for the revenueIt go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison tell me what you do Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (The one in front of the gun forever) And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way Through canals and alleyways, just to say Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel (now, now) A dollar might, just fuck your main bitch that's just how I feel (now) A dollar might, say fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how I feel (now, now) A dollar might, just make that lane switch that's just how I feel (now) A dollar might, turn to a million and we all rich that's just how I feelDreams of living life like rappers do (Like rappers do, like rappers do) Bump that new E-40 at the school (Way at the school, way at the school) You know big ballin with my homies (My homies) Earl Stevens had us thinking rational (Thinking rational, that's rational) Back to reality we poor, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) Another casualty at war, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) Two bullets in my uncle Tony head (My Tony head, my Tony head) He said one day I'd be on tour, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) That Louie's Burger never be the same (Won't be the same, won't be the same) A louis belt will never ease that pain (Won't ease that pain, won't ease that pain) But I'ma purchase when that day is jerkin' (That day is jerkin', day is jerkin') Pull off at Church's with Pirelli's skirtin' (Pirelli's skirtin', Pirelli's skirtin') Gang signs out the window, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) Hoping all of em offend you, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) They say your hood is a pot of gold (A pot of gold, a pot of gold) And we gone crash it when nobodies homeIt go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison tell me what you do Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (The one in front of the gun forever) And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way Through canals and alleyways, just to say Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel (now, now) A dollar might, just fuck your main bitch that's just how I feel (now) A dollar might, say fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how I feel (now, now) A dollar might, just make that lane switch that's just how I feel (now) A dollar might, turn to a million and we all rich that's just how I feelBe the last one out to get this dough? No way Love one of you bucket headed hoes? No way Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way Hit the brakes, when they on patrol? No wayBe the last one out to get this dough? No way Love one of you bucket headed hoes? No way Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way Hit the brakes, when they on patrol? No wayImagine Rock up in the projects where them niggas pick your pockets Santa Claus don't miss them stockings, liquor spilling pistols popping Baking soda YOLA whipping, ain't no turkey on Thanksgiving My homeboy just domed a nigga, I just hope the Lord forgive him Pots with cocaine residue, everyday I'm hustlin' What else is a thug to do when you eatin' cheese from the government Gotta provide for my daughter 'n' 'em, get the fuck up out my way, bitch Got that drum and got them bands just like a parade, bitch Drop that work up in the bushes, hope them boys don't see my stash If they do tell the truth, this the last time you might see my ass From the gardens where the grass ain't cut, them serpents lurking blood Bitches selling pussy, niggas selling drugs but it's all good Broken promises, steal yo watch and tell you what time it is Take your J's and tell you to kick it where a footlocker is In the streets with a heater under my dungarees Dreams of me getting shaded under a money treeIt go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison tell me what you do Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (The one in front of the gun forever) And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way Through canals and alleyways, just to say Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel

[sologoat]

Gang signs out the window ya bish

[sophiaphile]

"At university my clothes and manners announced my farm-servant origins, and as I would let nobody sneer at me on that account I was usually alone outside the lecture theaters and examination hall. At the end of the first term a professor called me to his room and said, 'Mr. McCandless, in a just world I could predict a brilliant future for you but not in this one unless you make some changes. You may become a greater surgeon than Hunter, a finer obstetrician than Simpson, a better healer than Lister, but unless you acquire a touch of smooth lordliness or easy-going humour no patient will trust you, other doctors will shun you. Don't scorn a polite appearance because many fools, snobs, and scoundrels have that. If you cannot afford a good coat from a good tailor, search for one that fits you among forfeited pledges in the better pawnshops. Sleep with your trousers neatly folded between two boards under your mattress. If you cannot change your linen every day at least contrive to attach a freshly starched collar to your shirt. Attend conversaziones and smoking-concerts arranged by the class you are studying to join—you will not find us a bad set of people, and will gradually fit in by a process of instinctive imitation.'"

—Alasdair Gray, Poor Things: Episodes from the Early Life of Archibald McCandless M.D., Scottish Public Health Officer

[hoeinnovative]

Ya bish

gang signs out the window?

[wtfjelenna]

Gang signs out the window, ya bish / Hoping all of em offend you, ya bish ✌🏽 #undercutgirls #girlswithtattoos #girlswithpeircings #girlswithplugs #hairstylist #workgrind

[thefilichino]

Gang signs out da window ya bish🤞🏻✌🏼🤘🏻👌🏼thank you @davenz31 @pantitpablo, @nickki_ring, @bansaiii, @thickbrownwoman, @kiasebastian, @yonmaningo and Papa Carl for making this particular hospital stay such a great one, ‘twas never a dull moment and I was spoiled rotten! From the bottom of my heart, I appreciate you taking the time to see me despite your schedules and Sinulog traffic. Raring to get back and I’m all good thanks to your love and support everyone! You know I’d ride or die for y’all too anytime. XOXO, t n t 📸: @kiasebastian #homies #love #shoutout (at Chong Hua Hospital MANDAUE)

[cubroz2]

Gang signs out the window ya bish. • • • • #traditional #markers #ohuhumarkers #ohuhu #art #sketch #doodle #sketchbook #girl #guccigang

[shithappens-but-lifeegoeson]

GANG SIGNS OUT THE WINDOW YA BISH HOPING ALL OF EM OFFEND YA BISH

[burmasta-flex]

Throwin' Gang Signs Out The Window Ya Bish!! That Silver Spoon I Know You Come From Ya Bish!! #MoneyTreesIsThePerfectPlaceForShade #ThatsJustHowIFeel #BurmastaFlex #VBZ #BeatsOnFire (at Penetanguishene, Ontario)

[theegabrielleb-blog]

Kendrick Lamar’s “Money Trees” speaks of a normal life and of course making money. It talks of how money can get you here and get you there and the daily hustle of the normal “nigga”. The song relates to a person who’s out here trying “get it” or just trying to make it.

           He starts the verse off with “Me and my niggas tryna get it…Hit the house lick: tell me, is you wit’ it, ya bish?” Listeners can conclude that this “it” is money and one would want to get money with the people that he loves most. No matter what way one has to get it he will, which is what he mentions as “hit the house lick”. This statement is synonymous to robbery and stealing. With this thought of robbery Kendrick knows that the people he will steal from will be working from 9 to 5. This is ironic because these people are working and he’s making his money off of them. Everyone dreams the “good life”, but the perspectives on this dream are different. “Dreams of livin’ life like rappers do. Back when condom wrappers wasn’t cool.” Kendrick speaks of Top Ramen letting us know that life is hard and they are rolling with the punches. “Park the car and we start rhymin’, ya bish..The only thing we had to free our minds.” People who are out here working need an escape which is what he speaks of. K-Dot didn’t know the easy life and he didn’t come from a silver spoon. Once again, by any means necessary one will get the money they need even if they have to rob the church. “Go at the reverend for the revenue.”

           Respect, immortality, and having a content life are all associated with money in the chorus. Even with robbing and killing, the murderer will have temporary respect but “the one in front of the gun lives forever.” People hustle all day, everyday and do whatever it takes to get the money needed. “Money trees is the perfect place for shade…” Financial stability is the best way to a content life. Money can get you sex, a new car, a new status, and even one dollar can be flipped into millions. Money essentially makes the world go ‘round.

           Anna Wise is the featured artist on the bridge and her verse basically says that she’s about her money. Above love and above the law, nothing will separate her from getting her money. “Be the last one out to get this dough…Love one of you bucket-headed hoes…hit the breaks when they on patrol…”

           Jay Rock the artist on the last verse speaks on how hard life is on the come up. The projects is where people sell and do drugs, eat government cheese, and ultimately provide for their families. Jay speaks of prostitution, drug busts, and “getting shade under money trees”. This whole song just exudes the notion of “by any means necessary”. People will make money no matter how or what they have to do.

Me and my niggas tryna get it, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) Hit this house lick tell me is you with it, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) Home invasion was persuasive (Was persuasive, was persuasive) From nine to five I know its vacant, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) Dreams of living life like rappers do (like rappers do, like rappers do) Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool (They wasn't cool, they wasn't cool) I fucked Sherane then went to tell my bros (Tell my bros, tell my bros Then Usher Raymond "Let it Burn" came on ("Let it Burn" came on, "Let it Burn" came on) Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) Parked the car and then we start rhyming, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) The only thing we had to free our mind (Free our mind, free our mind) Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs (Dollar signs, dollar signs) You looking like an easy come up, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) A silver spoon I know you come from, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) And that's a lifestyle that we never knew (We never knew, we never knew) Go at a reverend for the revenue

It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison tell me what you do Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (The one in front of the gun forever) And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way Through canals and alleyways, just to say Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel (now, now) A dollar might, just fuck your main bitch that's just how I feel (now) A dollar might, say fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how I feel (now, now) A dollar might, just make that lane switch that's just how I feel (now) A dollar might, turn to a million and we all rich that's just how I feel

Dreams of living life like rappers do (Like rappers do, like rappers do) Bump that new E-40 at the school (Way at the school, way at the school) You know big ballin with my homies (My homies) Earl Stevens had us thinking rational (Thinking rational, that's rational) Back to reality we poor, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) Another casualty at war, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) Two bullets in my uncle Tony head (My Tony head, my Tony head) He said one day I'd be on tour, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) That Louie's Burger never be the same (Won't be the same, won't be the same) A louis belt will never ease that pain (Won't ease that pain, won't ease that pain) But I'ma purchase when that day is jerkin' (That day is jerkin', day is jerkin') Pull off at Church's with Pirelli's skirtin' (Pirelli's skirtin', Pirelli's skirtin') Gang signs out the window, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) Hoping all of em offend you, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish) They say your hood is a pot of gold (A pot of gold, a pot of gold) And we gone crash it when nobodies home

It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison tell me what you do Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (The one in front of the gun forever) And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way Through canals and alleyways, just to say Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel (now, now) A dollar might, just fuck your main bitch that's just how I feel (now) A dollar might, say fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how I feel (now, now) A dollar might, just make that lane switch that's just how I feel (now) A dollar might, turn to a million and we all rich that's just how I feel

Be the last one out to get this dough? No way Love one of you bucket headed hoes? No way Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way Hit the brakes, when they on patrol? No way

Be the last one out to get this dough? No way Love one of you bucket headed hoes? No way Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way Hit the brakes, when they on patrol? No way

Imagine Rock up in the projects where them niggas pick your pockets Santa Claus don't miss them stockings, liquor spilling pistols popping Baking soda YOLA whipping, ain't no turkey on Thanksgiving My homeboy just domed a nigga, I just hope the Lord forgive him Pots with cocaine residue, everyday I'm hustlin' What else is a thug to do when you eatin' cheese from the government Gotta provide for my daughter 'n' 'em, get the fuck up out my way, bitch Got that drum and got them bands just like a parade, bitch Drop that work up in the bushes, hope them boys don't see my stash If they do tell the truth, this the last time you might see my ass From the gardens where the grass ain't cut, them serpents lurking blood Bitches selling pussy, niggas selling drugs but it's all good Broken promises, steal yo watch and tell you what time it is Take your J's and tell you to kick it where a footlocker is In the streets with a heater under my dungarees Dreams of me getting shaded under a money tree

It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison tell me what you do Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (The one in front of the gun forever) And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way Through canals and alleyways, just to say Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel