I ain't lie, know what's happenin' with me bae.
I'm a f*cked up nigga, I ain't gonna lie but I know that the first day I ever seen you,
the first day I been around you, I know we was in love, I know this.
You know how you feel, like f*ck how it look, f*ck thinkin' about all that, I know how I feel.
You know what I'm sayin'? And my heart don't lie to me, that's why I follow that motherf*cker like that [?] forreal
When you're alone at night and need somebody by your side
No matter wrong or right sayin' it's gonna be alright
No one'll hold you tight, no one'll look you in your eyes
As if it ain't okay to cry, try to be the tough guy
Think about you all the time, start to feel it backfire
No one love you like I, hope our love ain't expire
Tryna figure out why, dyin' on the inside
One day I'll get over my pride
I knew I loved you when I met you, some say this don't exist
Emotions captured, had to have you, ain't care who you was with
At your apartment off of Siegen, had a brief disagreement
You move back to Houston, we went like three years without speakin'
I got back on drugs bad while I was stillin' chasin' cheddar
My heart was broke, soft and stressin' battlin' with my depression
On top of that my team was shittin' on me harder than ever
Not a worry in the world whenever we was together
I flew you out to Miami, we laid up in the suites
Bathtub full of fruits while I was rubbin' your feet
We went to Bloomingdales, I bought us matchin' grey theory sweats
Said I ain't want you to leave before you boarded the jet
When you're alone at night and need somebody by your side
No matter wrong or right sayin' it's gonna be alright
No one'll hold you tight, no one'll look you in your eyes
As if it ain't okay to cry, try to be the tough guy
Think about you all the time, start to feel it backfire
No one love you like I, hope our love ain't expire
Tryna figure out why, dyin' on the inside
One day I'll get over my pride
Shoutout to Nard that's my personal trainer
He cool with you because of you I now treat him like a stranger
Big booty Shelby I know things ain't work with me and your sister
Best of what life has to offer love, you still my little sister
Pull up in vets, hear the engines, eight speed tiptronic transmission
Four door Porsche reminicisin'
Wishin' you was here with me
I used to to tease you bout your feet
We would laugh and we'd giggle
And havin' breakfast on the beach
You don't know how much that meant to me
Holdin hands enter the mall ,public affection
When you and me don't need no bodyguard, I'm your protector
Facetime, I can't wait until you call me, you special
You had that problem, now that problem solved, he won't disrespect you
Un-uhhhh, not ever
When you're alone at night and need somebody by your side
No matter wrong or right sayin' it's gonna be alright
No one'll hold you tight, no one'll look you in your eyes
As if it ain't okay to cry, try to be the tough guy
Think about you all the time, start to feel it backfire
No one love you like I, hope our love ain't expire
Tryna figure out why, dyin' on the inside
One day I'll get over my pride
I not ever love, not ever
You know I never love, not ever
No-one respect you like
Kill someone if someone disrespect you love
I see you lookin' at mine girl
Yeah she a fine girl
Yeah I love the way you whine girl
She from the islands she be ooh
And ain't no lookin' at my girl
Kevin Gates - Islah Album Lyrics
Kevin Gates - Islah Lyrics
Writer: KEVIN GILYARD, MATTHEW PAISLEY-MALIA
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Not The Only One
Let me out
Say you love me, yeah
Say you love me, yeah
I know that I'm not the only one
Struggles I done overcome
I killed that nigga for my dog and now he owe me one
Lay me for a brick layer slangin' weight
Fell in love, made a new mistake
Baby momma arguin', askin' where was I
Instead I ask her "how we do today?"
Breakin' through the safe in pin with solid ye
I most likely blew through 28
Women shady, how come I ain't choose to hate?
Loyal to 'em how come I ain't see the play?
Couldn't see no wrong in people tryna help 'em
Wanna see my youngin's really eatin'
Goaltending, blocking blessings for no reason
One bedroom apartment watchin' killer season
Had my share, funny tell you while it's secret
People that you love and they not sharin' nothin'
See you pockets ugly, won't reach out for nothin'
I can't wait to catch you bitches out in public
Buyin' out the mall, f*ck your bitch in front you
Okay too aggressive, other women love it
I don't kiss and tell, lot of artists wonder
Cut the bra, and punch it longer in her stomach
Rough and rugged, took some losses, money doubled
Toilet bowl, think it's shittin' on 'em, f*ck it
Playin' chance and the bishop on the muscle
You would never love me like my daughter love me
I can't be the one you love
And I can't be the one you love
Struggles I overcome
Killed that nigga for my dog and now he owe me one
Say you love me, yeah
Say you love me, yeah
I know that I'm not the only one
Say you love me, yeah
Say you love me, yeah
Say you love me, yeah
I know that I'm not the only one
Actors got stripes they ain't never earned
Not a freak for fame, rather wait my turn
Say he taddle-tailing put him in the dirt
F*ck his family members, they can wear his shirt
Every rapper talkin' cookin' dope
Flippity flip, break-break your wrist
I desire now to be alone, no attention if it's ignorance
To say it frankly, I don't give a shit
Breathin' hard, come on say what's in your thoughts
Somethin' on your mind, I could take it off
Money mean nothin', I want my respect
Death before dishonor tatted on my flesh
Hoes in my clothes, underarms smellin'
Million man march this ain't Malcolm X
Welfare, receivin' government assistance
Get up out the bed, spend up all they check
How you don't know that, you ain't never gagged
What you mean by ye, talkin' sellin' crack
Embalming fluid runs through Montana
Thinking going back and peddle weight
Pills that Reedy stuck stopping up the Brig
Renegade hoes settin' up the trench
Junkies usin' H, it's a better feel
I can't be the one you love
And I can't be the one you love
Struggles I overcome
Killed that nigga for my dog and now he owe me one
Say you love me, yeah
Say you love me, yeah
I know that I'm not the only one
Say you love me, yeah
Say you love me, yeah
Say you love me, yeah
I know that I'm not the only one
Ain't been havin' no dreams
Don't be gettin' no sleep
How can someone call me those things
They don't even know me
I lost everything I love a week ago
Loyalty which probably mean the most
Heart played on every time I gave
Makin' me afraid of being close
Big dog, mouth full of gold
Big loud, ounce getting rolled
We dive out 20 shows
Radio stop playin' songs
I ain't really feel like I was wrong
Southside finest get it on
Right back grindin', teeth grittin'
Ship sinkin', cry about it? No
Catch 'em with the lyrics on a whim
The one who spoke the laws I am him
Started out, we wanted us some ends
Late night discussion of a Benz
Late night we fussin' bout the rent
Eviction notice posted, I ain't notice
Focused tryna get another flip
Wasn't makin' half of what I spent
Tee Newman passenger, we lit
I just got with Mocha that's a lick
Conversation with the boss man, look
We was talkin' signin' him again
Women wanna clown in front they friends
Like you was not respectin' what it is
Listen when I tell you what it is
To be around you signin' a consent
You know I just got married to your friend
I done threw a ring around the dick
Diamonds dancin' every time I spit
Had to throw some bling up on a bitch
Self made stand up guy
God first, hands to the sky
All I do is ride nigga, yeah
I don't even argue about the bread
The money that you owe me, you can have
I can't even see me gettin' mad
I can't even see me goin' backwards
Know you wanna see me on my ass
Cuttin' up with Dreka fine ass
Swagger matchin', where'd you find that?
I just rode a stick with mad air
Please me let me enjoy the ride back
Please me let me enjoy the ride back
Could you please me let me enjoy the ride back?
I just rolled a stick with mad air
Cuttin' up with Dreka fine ass
Swagger matchin', where'd you find that?
See I live my life like you know I'm gonna enjoy this bitch cause you never know when this gon' be over.
I can't be the one you love
Say you love me, yeah
Say you love me, yeah
I know that I'm not the only one
Struggles I done overcome
I killed that nigga for my dog and now he owe me one
Lay me for a brick layer slangin' weight
Fell in love, made a new mistake
Baby momma arguin', askin' where was I
Instead I ask her "how we do today?"
Breakin' through the safe in pin with solid ye
I most likely blew through 28
Women shady, how come I ain't choose to hate?
Loyal to 'em how come I ain't see the play?
Couldn't see no wrong in people tryna help 'em
Wanna see my youngin's really eatin'
Goaltending, blocking blessings for no reason
One bedroom apartment watchin' killer season
Had my share, funny tell you while it's secret
People that you love and they not sharin' nothin'
See you pockets ugly, won't reach out for nothin'
I can't wait to catch you bitches out in public
Buyin' out the mall, f*ck your bitch in front you
Okay too aggressive, other women love it
I don't kiss and tell, lot of artists wonder
Cut the bra, and punch it longer in her stomach
Rough and rugged, took some losses, money doubled
Toilet bowl, think it's shittin' on 'em, f*ck it
Playin' chance and the bishop on the muscle
You would never love me like my daughter love me
I can't be the one you love
And I can't be the one you love
Struggles I overcome
Killed that nigga for my dog and now he owe me one
Say you love me, yeah
Say you love me, yeah
I know that I'm not the only one
Say you love me, yeah
Say you love me, yeah
Say you love me, yeah
I know that I'm not the only one
Actors got stripes they ain't never earned
Not a freak for fame, rather wait my turn
Say he taddle-tailing put him in the dirt
F*ck his family members, they can wear his shirt
Every rapper talkin' cookin' dope
Flippity flip, break-break your wrist
I desire now to be alone, no attention if it's ignorance
To say it frankly, I don't give a shit
Breathin' hard, come on say what's in your thoughts
Somethin' on your mind, I could take it off
Money mean nothin', I want my respect
Death before dishonor tatted on my flesh
Hoes in my clothes, underarms smellin'
Million man march this ain't Malcolm X
Welfare, receivin' government assistance
Get up out the bed, spend up all they check
How you don't know that, you ain't never gagged
What you mean by ye, talkin' sellin' crack
Embalming fluid runs through Montana
Thinking going back and peddle weight
Pills that Reedy stuck stopping up the Brig
Renegade hoes settin' up the trench
Junkies usin' H, it's a better feel
I can't be the one you love
And I can't be the one you love
Struggles I overcome
Killed that nigga for my dog and now he owe me one
Say you love me, yeah
Say you love me, yeah
I know that I'm not the only one
Say you love me, yeah
Say you love me, yeah
Say you love me, yeah
I know that I'm not the only one
Ain't been havin' no dreams
Don't be gettin' no sleep
How can someone call me those things
They don't even know me
I lost everything I love a week ago
Loyalty which probably mean the most
Heart played on every time I gave
Makin' me afraid of being close
Big dog, mouth full of gold
Big loud, ounce getting rolled
We dive out 20 shows
Radio stop playin' songs
I ain't really feel like I was wrong
Southside finest get it on
Right back grindin', teeth grittin'
Ship sinkin', cry about it? No
Catch 'em with the lyrics on a whim
The one who spoke the laws I am him
Started out, we wanted us some ends
Late night discussion of a Benz
Late night we fussin' bout the rent
Eviction notice posted, I ain't notice
Focused tryna get another flip
Wasn't makin' half of what I spent
Tee Newman passenger, we lit
I just got with Mocha that's a lick
Conversation with the boss man, look
We was talkin' signin' him again
Women wanna clown in front they friends
Like you was not respectin' what it is
Listen when I tell you what it is
To be around you signin' a consent
You know I just got married to your friend
I done threw a ring around the dick
Diamonds dancin' every time I spit
Had to throw some bling up on a bitch
Self made stand up guy
God first, hands to the sky
All I do is ride nigga, yeah
I don't even argue about the bread
The money that you owe me, you can have
I can't even see me gettin' mad
I can't even see me goin' backwards
Know you wanna see me on my ass
Cuttin' up with Dreka fine ass
Swagger matchin', where'd you find that?
I just rode a stick with mad air
Please me let me enjoy the ride back
Please me let me enjoy the ride back
Could you please me let me enjoy the ride back?
I just rolled a stick with mad air
Cuttin' up with Dreka fine ass
Swagger matchin', where'd you find that?
See I live my life like you know I'm gonna enjoy this bitch cause you never know when this gon' be over.
I can't be the one you love
Writer: JAN RICHARD BRANICKI, KEVIN GILYARD, KEVIN ANDRE PRICE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
La Familia
Man I swear to god I got some niggas out there in the street so loyal it don't make no f*cking sense
That my nigga I call'em Blocka
That my bitch I call her Betty Crocker
That my brother I call him hundred
La Familia and I put that on my momma
That my nigga I call'em Blocka
That my bitch I call her Betty Crocker
That my brother I call him hundred
And I put that on my momma
Real nigga in the game, I know how to maintain
Rap and hustle, sell coke, bitch says the same thang
Counting money like Shawn, big money like Dawn
Shout-out to my nigga Don Juan, gotta grip the bag with 2 arms
Got the weed coming by the acres
Look like I robbed 2 farms
Jamaican cartel pull up, fat bwoy say wahh gwaan
I just hit'em like whaaah
Still be going dumb
Mouth full platinum bitches asking where I'm from
Diamonds grill just like Master P my mouth be saying ughhh
16 2s 52 2s thats four bricks on a scale
And between me and you I just got out of jail
Took my lick I ain't tell, and I know you wish you could be here
That my nigga I call'em Blacko
That my bitch I call her Betty Crocker
That my brother I call him hundred
La Familia and I put that on my momma
That my nigga I call'em Blacko
That my bitch I call her Betty Crocker
That my brother I call him hundred
And I put that on my momma
Real nigga in the game, streets say the same thang
And if I get caught again, I'm going to the chain gang
Not afraid to take losses, gold mouth dawg we bosses
Trying to clip, ohh its gon cost ya
You gon have to come take it off me
Whipped out in the foreign with a bad bitch named Lauren
Say she use to live in California
She don't speak English and she foreign
Say her Ex boyfriend boring
Wanna drug dealer who important
Slanging dope dick I'm retarded
Finger licking chicken in the trap house
Know they love me in the neighborhood
I ain't gotta hustle with the strap out
Ion care what niggas rap about, I ain't rap about what they rap about
I'm the nigga they rap about
Murders getting reenact out
Kicking rocks in the crack drought
Up the gat I ain't back down
That my nigga I call'em Blocka
That my bitch I call her Betty Crocker
That my brother I call him hundred
La Familia and I put that on my momma
That my nigga I call'em Blocka
That my bitch I call her Betty Crocker
That my brother I call him hundred
And I put that on my momma
That my nigga I call'em Blocka
That my bitch I call her Betty Crocker
That my brother I call him hundred
La Familia and I put that on my momma
That my nigga I call'em Blocka
That my bitch I call her Betty Crocker
That my brother I call him hundred
And I put that on my momma
Real nigga in the game, I know how to maintain
Rap and hustle, sell coke, bitch says the same thang
Counting money like Shawn, big money like Dawn
Shout-out to my nigga Don Juan, gotta grip the bag with 2 arms
Got the weed coming by the acres
Look like I robbed 2 farms
Jamaican cartel pull up, fat bwoy say wahh gwaan
I just hit'em like whaaah
Still be going dumb
Mouth full platinum bitches asking where I'm from
Diamonds grill just like Master P my mouth be saying ughhh
16 2s 52 2s thats four bricks on a scale
And between me and you I just got out of jail
Took my lick I ain't tell, and I know you wish you could be here
That my nigga I call'em Blacko
That my bitch I call her Betty Crocker
That my brother I call him hundred
La Familia and I put that on my momma
That my nigga I call'em Blacko
That my bitch I call her Betty Crocker
That my brother I call him hundred
And I put that on my momma
Real nigga in the game, streets say the same thang
And if I get caught again, I'm going to the chain gang
Not afraid to take losses, gold mouth dawg we bosses
Trying to clip, ohh its gon cost ya
You gon have to come take it off me
Whipped out in the foreign with a bad bitch named Lauren
Say she use to live in California
She don't speak English and she foreign
Say her Ex boyfriend boring
Wanna drug dealer who important
Slanging dope dick I'm retarded
Finger licking chicken in the trap house
Know they love me in the neighborhood
I ain't gotta hustle with the strap out
Ion care what niggas rap about, I ain't rap about what they rap about
I'm the nigga they rap about
Murders getting reenact out
Kicking rocks in the crack drought
Up the gat I ain't back down
That my nigga I call'em Blocka
That my bitch I call her Betty Crocker
That my brother I call him hundred
La Familia and I put that on my momma
That my nigga I call'em Blocka
That my bitch I call her Betty Crocker
That my brother I call him hundred
And I put that on my momma
Writer: JAMIL ALLEYNE, KEVIN GILYARD, THERON THOMAS, TIMOTHY THOMAS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Really Really
Diamonds really diamonds
And I'm shining bright cause I'm really grinding
They ask me if I'm real
I say is you serious?
My daughter gone love this bitch here
All my diamonds shine cause they really diamonds
Bad bitches in line, they be really trying
They ask me if I'm high
I say really really
Got money on my mind
I say really really
I look like I been balling cause I'm really balling
I won't apologize
I'm not really sorry
They ask me if I'm lying
I say really really
I'm really out my mind
I say really really
Really Really
Make em believe I made em believe
A Lyrical song writer
And he can sing
Bringing in money like raking in leaves
I was just trying to get paper to sneeze
Achooo
That was a blessing
She special to you
I don't look at her special
Actually I treat her regular
Not being seen
We not making no spectacle
Gates had her first then he gave her to Kevin
All the above we do all the etcetera
Scared of the feds
Had to switch up my cellular
He talking Reckless don't call me back ever
Passing thru Gardere to holler at Glover
Shout out to black
Shout out to Cedric
Grey Monte Carlo
Cocaine 911
Just hollered at Trav
I'm like the Reverend
My section ridiculous
Watch where you stepping
Pockets on indigent, can't be too careful
Steve like em tall
And when they yellow
Working in college
Fresh with low mileage
I like em black
Pretty white teeth
Body unique
Booty on fleek
Jhene Aiko
Chewing her cheeks
Groceries please
You know that was for me
All my diamonds shine cause they really diamonds
Bad bitches in line, they be really trying
They ask me if I'm high
I say really really
Got money on my mind
I say really really
I look like I been balling cause I'm really balling
I won't apologize
I'm not really sorry
They ask me if I'm lying
I say really really
I'm really out my mind
I say really really
Really really
Diving be treacherous
Pray to God that don't nobody mess with us (swim)
Keep it strong in case anyone testing us
Right or wrong if it's diss You don't mess with it
When yo bitch over here I don't mess with her
No detective work I don't be questioning
Where she been
Trying to read all of her messages
I don't speak on no man that's irregular
Take her phone disconnecting her cellular
What you need that for undressing
What you need that for caressing her
Spreading her legs bout to pleasure her
Pulling her hair from the back
Go to pressing her
Trying to see who tap first made a bet with her
Relationship flaking, no eczema
She catching feelings she say we inseparable
Oyster Perpetual
It's not a replica
Mustang GT in the streets smoking vegetables
Trunk in the front do it make me a elephant
I really really put syrup in my beverages
Shopping in Beverly
Check out my etiquette
Loving my swag
Women tailor
Keep checking it
Carats they glisten in all of my necklaces
Feeling myself
Really thought it was evident
All my diamonds shine cause they really diamonds
Bad bitches in line, they be really trying
They ask me if I'm high
I say really really
Got money on my mind
I say really really
I look like I been balling cause I'm really balling
I won't apologize
I'm not really sorry
They ask me if I'm lying
I say really really
I'm really out my mind
I say really really
Really really
And I'm shining bright cause I'm really grinding
They ask me if I'm real
I say is you serious?
My daughter gone love this bitch here
All my diamonds shine cause they really diamonds
Bad bitches in line, they be really trying
They ask me if I'm high
I say really really
Got money on my mind
I say really really
I look like I been balling cause I'm really balling
I won't apologize
I'm not really sorry
They ask me if I'm lying
I say really really
I'm really out my mind
I say really really
Really Really
Make em believe I made em believe
A Lyrical song writer
And he can sing
Bringing in money like raking in leaves
I was just trying to get paper to sneeze
Achooo
That was a blessing
She special to you
I don't look at her special
Actually I treat her regular
Not being seen
We not making no spectacle
Gates had her first then he gave her to Kevin
All the above we do all the etcetera
Scared of the feds
Had to switch up my cellular
He talking Reckless don't call me back ever
Passing thru Gardere to holler at Glover
Shout out to black
Shout out to Cedric
Grey Monte Carlo
Cocaine 911
Just hollered at Trav
I'm like the Reverend
My section ridiculous
Watch where you stepping
Pockets on indigent, can't be too careful
Steve like em tall
And when they yellow
Working in college
Fresh with low mileage
I like em black
Pretty white teeth
Body unique
Booty on fleek
Jhene Aiko
Chewing her cheeks
Groceries please
You know that was for me
All my diamonds shine cause they really diamonds
Bad bitches in line, they be really trying
They ask me if I'm high
I say really really
Got money on my mind
I say really really
I look like I been balling cause I'm really balling
I won't apologize
I'm not really sorry
They ask me if I'm lying
I say really really
I'm really out my mind
I say really really
Really really
Diving be treacherous
Pray to God that don't nobody mess with us (swim)
Keep it strong in case anyone testing us
Right or wrong if it's diss You don't mess with it
When yo bitch over here I don't mess with her
No detective work I don't be questioning
Where she been
Trying to read all of her messages
I don't speak on no man that's irregular
Take her phone disconnecting her cellular
What you need that for undressing
What you need that for caressing her
Spreading her legs bout to pleasure her
Pulling her hair from the back
Go to pressing her
Trying to see who tap first made a bet with her
Relationship flaking, no eczema
She catching feelings she say we inseparable
Oyster Perpetual
It's not a replica
Mustang GT in the streets smoking vegetables
Trunk in the front do it make me a elephant
I really really put syrup in my beverages
Shopping in Beverly
Check out my etiquette
Loving my swag
Women tailor
Keep checking it
Carats they glisten in all of my necklaces
Feeling myself
Really thought it was evident
All my diamonds shine cause they really diamonds
Bad bitches in line, they be really trying
They ask me if I'm high
I say really really
Got money on my mind
I say really really
I look like I been balling cause I'm really balling
I won't apologize
I'm not really sorry
They ask me if I'm lying
I say really really
I'm really out my mind
I say really really
Really really
Writer: Alexander M. Goose, Jacob Michael Troth, Kevin Jerome Gilyard, William Ernest Lobban-Bean
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, BMG Rights Management
Time For That
Yeah
[Hook:]
Do you think I'll ever need your love more than you need me?
Show me your true colors girl, I just want to see
Cause I done had too many come around and change on me
She screamin' please don't waste my time
I say I totally agree
See girl I'm fine with that
I done gave my watches away, ain't got no time for that
Askin' where's my heart, good luck findin' that
How long could I see her round still think I'm timin' that
Think I'm still timin' that
Pretty teeth with a nice demeanor
I'm in a rush, it was nice to meet ya
Collard shirt, no elongated T's, cheaper to be yourself
Ain't no wrong way to be, accomplished a lot
Came from the block, ambitious in the trenches
I got a long way to reach
Sorry if I was offensive, but not at all
You got to pardon me at times, okay problem solved
When I hear the word can't take it like a challenge
I don't understand why the hell I can't have it
Help me understand why the hell I can't have it
I was blessed with a swag and I ain't braggin'
Insecurities get covered with designer fashion
If I'm not intimidatin' tell me why you're bashful
If you not feelin' what I'm sayin', sorry for the hassle
But if you leavin' here with me it'll be fantastic
[Hook:]
Do you think I'll ever need your love more than you need me?
Show me your true colors girl, I just want to see
Cause I done had too many come around and change on me
She screamin' please don't waste my time
I say I totally agree
See girl I'm fine with that
I done gave my watches away, ain't got no time for that
Askin' where's my heart, good luck findin' that
How long could I see her round think I'm still timin' that
Think I'm still timin' that
Ain't no relaxin', they pillow fightin' on the sofa
Not at all my main focus though I was hopin'
Pull your hair, kiss it soft while you bendin' over
After that we could shower and I could hold ya
Havin' deep conversation and now you open
Pretendin' that I was asleep while you on the phone
Listen to you tell your girlfriend how I stroke it
Only that it was a [?] I already know it, mind blowin'
Phone rang bout to go, is you rollin'
Playin' poker no cards, [?] hands exposin'
Rest in peace Soulja Slim, slow motion
Kicked out of everywhere, expulsion
[Hook:]
Do you think I'll ever need your love more than you need me?
Show me your true colors girl, I just want to see
Cause I done had too many come around and change on me
She screamin' please don't waste my time
I say I totally agree
See girl I'm fine with that
I done gave my watches away, ain't got no time for that
Askin' where's my heart, good luck findin' that
How long could I see her round think I'm still timin' that
Think I'm still timin' that
[Hook:]
Do you think I'll ever need your love more than you need me?
Show me your true colors girl, I just want to see
Cause I done had too many come around and change on me
She screamin' please don't waste my time
I say I totally agree
See girl I'm fine with that
I done gave my watches away, ain't got no time for that
Askin' where's my heart, good luck findin' that
How long could I see her round still think I'm timin' that
Think I'm still timin' that
Pretty teeth with a nice demeanor
I'm in a rush, it was nice to meet ya
Collard shirt, no elongated T's, cheaper to be yourself
Ain't no wrong way to be, accomplished a lot
Came from the block, ambitious in the trenches
I got a long way to reach
Sorry if I was offensive, but not at all
You got to pardon me at times, okay problem solved
When I hear the word can't take it like a challenge
I don't understand why the hell I can't have it
Help me understand why the hell I can't have it
I was blessed with a swag and I ain't braggin'
Insecurities get covered with designer fashion
If I'm not intimidatin' tell me why you're bashful
If you not feelin' what I'm sayin', sorry for the hassle
But if you leavin' here with me it'll be fantastic
[Hook:]
Do you think I'll ever need your love more than you need me?
Show me your true colors girl, I just want to see
Cause I done had too many come around and change on me
She screamin' please don't waste my time
I say I totally agree
See girl I'm fine with that
I done gave my watches away, ain't got no time for that
Askin' where's my heart, good luck findin' that
How long could I see her round think I'm still timin' that
Think I'm still timin' that
Ain't no relaxin', they pillow fightin' on the sofa
Not at all my main focus though I was hopin'
Pull your hair, kiss it soft while you bendin' over
After that we could shower and I could hold ya
Havin' deep conversation and now you open
Pretendin' that I was asleep while you on the phone
Listen to you tell your girlfriend how I stroke it
Only that it was a [?] I already know it, mind blowin'
Phone rang bout to go, is you rollin'
Playin' poker no cards, [?] hands exposin'
Rest in peace Soulja Slim, slow motion
Kicked out of everywhere, expulsion
[Hook:]
Do you think I'll ever need your love more than you need me?
Show me your true colors girl, I just want to see
Cause I done had too many come around and change on me
She screamin' please don't waste my time
I say I totally agree
See girl I'm fine with that
I done gave my watches away, ain't got no time for that
Askin' where's my heart, good luck findin' that
How long could I see her round think I'm still timin' that
Think I'm still timin' that
Writer: KEVIN GILYARD, NORMAN PAYNE, STEVE THORNTON
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
2 Phones
Hello? What the deal? Bet
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line bumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Countin' money while they ring, ring, ringin'
Trap jumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line bumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Countin' money while they ring, ring, ringin'
Trap jumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Button start the foreign, oh my God I'm gorgeous
I just put the key inside my pocket park
It might not get to see, this a new Ferrari
Man in the mirror, how you choose to bother
Someone said they callin', I don't feel like talkin'
Everything is different returned the way I bought it
Phone be interrupting me while I'm recordin'
Phone be making women feel they unimportant
Call my dog, he say it's all the way retarded
Keep the oil cause I am not using the Foreman
Kitchen, I just finished up new performance
Hater, wish you well
I got clientele
I just got it off the scale
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line bumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Countin' money while they ring, ring, ringin'
Trap jumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line bumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Countin' money while they ring, ring, ringin'
Trap jumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
There they go again, one of my lil friends
They don't give a damn how a nigga been
All they wanna know is what I got to give
How much did I spend? What I got to lend?
What I did and what I didn't do for them
Brick comin' in somewhere on the rim
Section doin' numbers, nowhere by a gym
Rappin' bottles spin [?] I'm supplin' 10
Jumpin' out a Honda, I just got it in
Askin' what I cop, none of your concern
One day you gone learn what you tryna get
Everything on sale, goin' out of biz
Partners up in jail, gotta feed the kids
Juggin' round the city, you know what it is
Bread winner business, put that on the wrist
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line bumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Countin' money while they ring, ring, ringin'
Trap jumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line bumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Countin' money while they ring, ring, ringin'
Trap jumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Ring, ring, ringin' man
Find me balling hard
Come from grinding hard
Getting calling cards from your Barbie doll
When she round me she know I'm her bodyguard
Money callin' for me, baby girl I'm sorry
You just side yelling you not that important
Weight, shape her, pin you to the carpet
Smell like tarter, I'mma put you in the water
Conversation cause a lot of chips
She don't really get a lot of this
Engagin' where I'm gazin' at her hips
And ain't nobody makin' no attempts
Amazing clip, hanging, slanging dick
Maybe we can make it takin' trips
Maybe I was thinkin' too impatient
Phone ringing, hold up, what it is?
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line bumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Countin' money while they ring, ring, ringin'
Trap jumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line bumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Countin' money while they ring, ring, ringin'
Trap jumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line bumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Countin' money while they ring, ring, ringin'
Trap jumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line bumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Countin' money while they ring, ring, ringin'
Trap jumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Button start the foreign, oh my God I'm gorgeous
I just put the key inside my pocket park
It might not get to see, this a new Ferrari
Man in the mirror, how you choose to bother
Someone said they callin', I don't feel like talkin'
Everything is different returned the way I bought it
Phone be interrupting me while I'm recordin'
Phone be making women feel they unimportant
Call my dog, he say it's all the way retarded
Keep the oil cause I am not using the Foreman
Kitchen, I just finished up new performance
Hater, wish you well
I got clientele
I just got it off the scale
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line bumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Countin' money while they ring, ring, ringin'
Trap jumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line bumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Countin' money while they ring, ring, ringin'
Trap jumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
There they go again, one of my lil friends
They don't give a damn how a nigga been
All they wanna know is what I got to give
How much did I spend? What I got to lend?
What I did and what I didn't do for them
Brick comin' in somewhere on the rim
Section doin' numbers, nowhere by a gym
Rappin' bottles spin [?] I'm supplin' 10
Jumpin' out a Honda, I just got it in
Askin' what I cop, none of your concern
One day you gone learn what you tryna get
Everything on sale, goin' out of biz
Partners up in jail, gotta feed the kids
Juggin' round the city, you know what it is
Bread winner business, put that on the wrist
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line bumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Countin' money while they ring, ring, ringin'
Trap jumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line bumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Countin' money while they ring, ring, ringin'
Trap jumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Ring, ring, ringin' man
Find me balling hard
Come from grinding hard
Getting calling cards from your Barbie doll
When she round me she know I'm her bodyguard
Money callin' for me, baby girl I'm sorry
You just side yelling you not that important
Weight, shape her, pin you to the carpet
Smell like tarter, I'mma put you in the water
Conversation cause a lot of chips
She don't really get a lot of this
Engagin' where I'm gazin' at her hips
And ain't nobody makin' no attempts
Amazing clip, hanging, slanging dick
Maybe we can make it takin' trips
Maybe I was thinkin' too impatient
Phone ringing, hold up, what it is?
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line bumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Countin' money while they ring, ring, ringin'
Trap jumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line bumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Countin' money while they ring, ring, ringin'
Trap jumpin' I'm ring, ring, ringin'
Writer: Kevin Gilyard, Brittany Hazzard, Rick Witherspoon
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., CYPMP
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., CYPMP
Thought I Heard (Bread Winners' Anthem)
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they wanna break one
Thought I heard somebody say they wanna break one
Me and my lil ho, we be out in public
Catchin' feelin's, I be f*ckin' ho without the rubber
Kick a bitch ass, go to jail, beat up her brother
Disrespect me, I'mma die, that's just how I'm comin'
Shots fired, they just playin', they just might empty
Mic check, smash the gas, let the light catch 'em
Catch you with your clique and do somethin' bad
Talkin' shit that you was talkin' on the 'Gram
My momma taught me how to not be loyal to a woman
They gon' let your lawyer partner rip when you not lookin'
Success is nothin', I'm thuggin', I'm goin' out my mind
When shawty brought that pressure you was scared to go outside
Talkin' 'bout me bad to Ciana but it's obvious
'Cause I'm gettin' cash like Ciana, buyin' property
I'm the truth, chosen one, couple niggas said it
Why you mad at Kevin Gates? Ain't you gettin' paper
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, f*ck a bodyguard
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, f*ck a bodyguard
Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance
Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance
Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance
(Show my ass) Won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance
Lookin' for me? Give me that raw, I'm 'bout to step on somethin'
Got a house full of puppies, better not step on nothin'
Where these niggas was when I used to sell rocks?
Shoutout everybody in the work and sell block
Me and Molly-Ock with the 30 round Glock
Breadwinner run party rockin' non-stop
Say you sorry, go let God forgive you, I don't hear ya
Note to self, them niggas ain't really f*ckin' witcha
Note to self, them niggas been gettin' comfortable
Rape your ass off when you tired, that shit'll humble you
I don't get tired, when you tired it come from under you
Jump by, jump on songs, do what a grinder do
Cocaine in the streets, MC Hammer
Bumpin' the Steven Carol with the black bandana
Ce-loo nigga, concentration camp anthem
Sippin', you get jacked, kidnapped, held up for ransom
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, f*ck a bodyguard
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, f*ck a bodyguard
Jay Lewis, do the Jay Lewis, watch that Geaux Yella
Margielas, bumpin' gold yellow with a cold stepper
Jay Lewis, do the Jay Lewis, watch that Geaux Yella
Margielas, bumpin' gold yellow with a cold stepper
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, f*ck a bodyguard
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, f*ck a bodyguard
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they wanna break one
Thought I heard somebody say they wanna break one
Me and my lil ho, we be out in public
Catchin' feelin's, I be f*ckin' ho without the rubber
Kick a bitch ass, go to jail, beat up her brother
Disrespect me, I'mma die, that's just how I'm comin'
Shots fired, they just playin', they just might empty
Mic check, smash the gas, let the light catch 'em
Catch you with your clique and do somethin' bad
Talkin' shit that you was talkin' on the 'Gram
My momma taught me how to not be loyal to a woman
They gon' let your lawyer partner rip when you not lookin'
Success is nothin', I'm thuggin', I'm goin' out my mind
When shawty brought that pressure you was scared to go outside
Talkin' 'bout me bad to Ciana but it's obvious
'Cause I'm gettin' cash like Ciana, buyin' property
I'm the truth, chosen one, couple niggas said it
Why you mad at Kevin Gates? Ain't you gettin' paper
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, f*ck a bodyguard
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, f*ck a bodyguard
Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance
Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance
Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance
(Show my ass) Won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance
Lookin' for me? Give me that raw, I'm 'bout to step on somethin'
Got a house full of puppies, better not step on nothin'
Where these niggas was when I used to sell rocks?
Shoutout everybody in the work and sell block
Me and Molly-Ock with the 30 round Glock
Breadwinner run party rockin' non-stop
Say you sorry, go let God forgive you, I don't hear ya
Note to self, them niggas ain't really f*ckin' witcha
Note to self, them niggas been gettin' comfortable
Rape your ass off when you tired, that shit'll humble you
I don't get tired, when you tired it come from under you
Jump by, jump on songs, do what a grinder do
Cocaine in the streets, MC Hammer
Bumpin' the Steven Carol with the black bandana
Ce-loo nigga, concentration camp anthem
Sippin', you get jacked, kidnapped, held up for ransom
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, f*ck a bodyguard
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, f*ck a bodyguard
Jay Lewis, do the Jay Lewis, watch that Geaux Yella
Margielas, bumpin' gold yellow with a cold stepper
Jay Lewis, do the Jay Lewis, watch that Geaux Yella
Margielas, bumpin' gold yellow with a cold stepper
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, f*ck a bodyguard
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, f*ck a bodyguard
Writer: Kevin Gilyard, Norman Payne
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Hard For
Man there ain't no sense in playin' with these niggas man
Go in there and give 'em the business, Flushimo
And we gon' turn up in this bitch tonight, hard for
Luca Brasi nigga
[Hook:]
It's a few wrong ways and they don't make a right
You can do both ways, ignorin' wrong and the right
New boyfriend whom she don't seem to like
Stay right here, you won't see the night
Argumentative but say she want compromise
Women say they love but never more than the eyes
Mistakin' it for trust, starin' right in the eyes
Women say they love but never more than the eyes
You the only one that my dick could get hard for
I'm confused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
You the only one that my dick could get hard for
I've been misused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
Can you even hear me?
I've been misused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
Girl - But Kevin it's you here but you ain't here though
Gates - What the f*ck you mean? I ain't here, I'm right here
Girl -You lookin' at me like you want another bitch to jump at my face
Gates - Well maybe I do
Talkin' work on my phone nigga say he got them bricks
Scored a few by the two, or the ten, that's a lick
And my momma know I'm gutter and she also know I'm strapped
And she know I killed the [?] and keep them try to murder back
She know you take a shot at me, I'ma send like 30 back
Christiana and Alisha, they both keep my dirty gat
Comprehend you talkin' reckless while we on my cellular
Life is too depressin' to be stressin' on the regular
[Hook:]
It's a few wrong ways and they don't make a right
You can do both ways, ignorin' wrong and the right
New boyfriend whom she don't seem to like
Stay right here, you won't see the night
Argumentative but say she want compromise
Women say they love but never more than the eyes
Mistakin' it for trust, starin' right in the eyes
Women say they love but never more than the eyes
You the only one that my dick could get hard for
I'm confused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
You the only one that my dick could get hard for
I've been misused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
Can you even hear me?
I've been misused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
I wanna stop hustlin', I wanna change over
Right now a nigga aim on that Range Rover
God forgive for the brains I done blowed away
Put that on my unborn child and my throwaway
Commitment shy, I'm afraid of bein' involved
Shawty tell me she love me, I don't tell her I love her back
Niggas in the hood, I go see 'em when I can
I got niggas in jail, I go and see 'em in the can
[Hook:]
It's a few wrong ways and they don't make a right
You can do both ways, ignorin' wrong and the right
New boyfriend whom she don't seem to like
Stay right here, you won't see the night
Argumentative but say she want compromise
Women say they love but never more than the eyes
Mistakin' it for trust, starin' right in the eyes
Women say they love but never more than the eyes
You the only one that my dick could get hard for
I'm confused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
You the only one that my dick could get hard for
I've been misused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
Can you even hear me?
I've been misused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
Go in there and give 'em the business, Flushimo
And we gon' turn up in this bitch tonight, hard for
Luca Brasi nigga
[Hook:]
It's a few wrong ways and they don't make a right
You can do both ways, ignorin' wrong and the right
New boyfriend whom she don't seem to like
Stay right here, you won't see the night
Argumentative but say she want compromise
Women say they love but never more than the eyes
Mistakin' it for trust, starin' right in the eyes
Women say they love but never more than the eyes
You the only one that my dick could get hard for
I'm confused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
You the only one that my dick could get hard for
I've been misused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
Can you even hear me?
I've been misused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
Girl - But Kevin it's you here but you ain't here though
Gates - What the f*ck you mean? I ain't here, I'm right here
Girl -You lookin' at me like you want another bitch to jump at my face
Gates - Well maybe I do
Talkin' work on my phone nigga say he got them bricks
Scored a few by the two, or the ten, that's a lick
And my momma know I'm gutter and she also know I'm strapped
And she know I killed the [?] and keep them try to murder back
She know you take a shot at me, I'ma send like 30 back
Christiana and Alisha, they both keep my dirty gat
Comprehend you talkin' reckless while we on my cellular
Life is too depressin' to be stressin' on the regular
[Hook:]
It's a few wrong ways and they don't make a right
You can do both ways, ignorin' wrong and the right
New boyfriend whom she don't seem to like
Stay right here, you won't see the night
Argumentative but say she want compromise
Women say they love but never more than the eyes
Mistakin' it for trust, starin' right in the eyes
Women say they love but never more than the eyes
You the only one that my dick could get hard for
I'm confused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
You the only one that my dick could get hard for
I've been misused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
Can you even hear me?
I've been misused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
I wanna stop hustlin', I wanna change over
Right now a nigga aim on that Range Rover
God forgive for the brains I done blowed away
Put that on my unborn child and my throwaway
Commitment shy, I'm afraid of bein' involved
Shawty tell me she love me, I don't tell her I love her back
Niggas in the hood, I go see 'em when I can
I got niggas in jail, I go and see 'em in the can
[Hook:]
It's a few wrong ways and they don't make a right
You can do both ways, ignorin' wrong and the right
New boyfriend whom she don't seem to like
Stay right here, you won't see the night
Argumentative but say she want compromise
Women say they love but never more than the eyes
Mistakin' it for trust, starin' right in the eyes
Women say they love but never more than the eyes
You the only one that my dick could get hard for
I'm confused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
You the only one that my dick could get hard for
I've been misused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
Can you even hear me?
I've been misused, what the f*ck you want my heart for?
Writer: RICHARD BUTLER, KEVIN GILYARD, ERIC GOUDY, EARL HOOD
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Ask For More
I mean, I'm really, this how I'm livin', you know what I'm sayin'
Just tell 'em live it up
[Hook:]
Hundred thousand what you mean?
Money hangin' out my jeans
Double cups stay on lean
Bad women all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all I see
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
I'm rockin' designer, relax and reclinin'
Back of the Audi and I got a pilot
Watch me, I'm flyin'
Flyin' so high
The f*ck do you mean pussy nigga? Don't ruin my vibe
I'm not comin' down, got my feet off the ground
Elevated my sound, don't hate on me now
This loud got me lost in the clouds
I'm rollin' up another right now
I wonder would she ride for me?
Was she only down if I wasn't free?
If I gotta go then I gotta leave
She can hold the bands and the keys
[Hook:]
Hundred thousand what you mean?
Money hangin' out my jeans
Double cups stay on lean
Bad women all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all I see
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
Some want my fetish, money countin'
Most likely need a new account
Seen and blew a thousand
I just wanna graduate, she can move from round me
On my head, think he had a bounty
Call me country, flyest in your county
Call me ugly, I just beat her down
Matchin' luggage, she gon' need a [?]
Packin' up and ain't no need to frown
Dice game, roll on the floor
This a gamble you ain't gotta answer
Moment I was broke you were gold
Benz coupe [?] game over
Long wheel base Range Rover
No tint, still ain't seein' me
CLS, AMG machine
Red wine sippin', blowin' limbs
Planted seeds, now we growin' M's
Camouflage, [?] set
On the phone choppin' it with vets
Big booty come and watch a movie
Nah my nigga I ain't wrap her yet
Somebody at my door, I gotta check
And for me the mark, that's a bet
[Hook:]
Hundred thousand what you mean?
Money hangin' out my jeans
Double cups stay on lean
Bad women all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all I see
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
Just tell 'em live it up
[Hook:]
Hundred thousand what you mean?
Money hangin' out my jeans
Double cups stay on lean
Bad women all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all I see
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
I'm rockin' designer, relax and reclinin'
Back of the Audi and I got a pilot
Watch me, I'm flyin'
Flyin' so high
The f*ck do you mean pussy nigga? Don't ruin my vibe
I'm not comin' down, got my feet off the ground
Elevated my sound, don't hate on me now
This loud got me lost in the clouds
I'm rollin' up another right now
I wonder would she ride for me?
Was she only down if I wasn't free?
If I gotta go then I gotta leave
She can hold the bands and the keys
[Hook:]
Hundred thousand what you mean?
Money hangin' out my jeans
Double cups stay on lean
Bad women all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all I see
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
Some want my fetish, money countin'
Most likely need a new account
Seen and blew a thousand
I just wanna graduate, she can move from round me
On my head, think he had a bounty
Call me country, flyest in your county
Call me ugly, I just beat her down
Matchin' luggage, she gon' need a [?]
Packin' up and ain't no need to frown
Dice game, roll on the floor
This a gamble you ain't gotta answer
Moment I was broke you were gold
Benz coupe [?] game over
Long wheel base Range Rover
No tint, still ain't seein' me
CLS, AMG machine
Red wine sippin', blowin' limbs
Planted seeds, now we growin' M's
Camouflage, [?] set
On the phone choppin' it with vets
Big booty come and watch a movie
Nah my nigga I ain't wrap her yet
Somebody at my door, I gotta check
And for me the mark, that's a bet
[Hook:]
Hundred thousand what you mean?
Money hangin' out my jeans
Double cups stay on lean
Bad women all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all on me
Bright lights all I see
Bright lights all I see
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
How could I ask for more? How could I ask for more?
Writer: ASKIA FOUNTAIN, KEVIN GILYARD, NORRIS LABRON BUCHANAN, RICHARD NORRIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
One Thing
[Hook:]
Baby hit this weed because it might calm you down
I rub your feet listenin' to everything you talkin' bout
Straight out the streets, I'm grimy
I talk, my diamonds shiny
Don't mean to be too aggressive baby
I go to war with God behind you
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
No stress hit off the chest, God I made it, I'm off of paper
Certificate of completion, I felt like I graduated
Enough about that, I ain't come for that
I came to comfort pussy drippin' through your draws
What I mean need to be punctured
I'm gutter, make love crazy back to the hustle
In the mirror makin' faces, I'm killin' ya from the back
Stuffin' dick in your slow, tryna rip the track from your scalp
Phone ring, bitch you know you can't answer
You call 'em back
I say I'm sicker than you, I got more bitches than you
And I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew
I say I'm sicker than you, I got more bitches than you
And I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew
[Hook:]
Baby hit this weed because it might calm you down
I rub your feet listenin' to everything you talkin' bout
Straight out the streets, I'm grimy
I talk, my diamonds shiny
Don't mean to be too aggressive baby
I go to war with God behind you
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
Round two let's get it, cut up you know I'm with it
I'm out my mind, I don't get tired, hold up bae it ain't no quittin'
Hold the back of my head with my tongue in your ass, ain't no [?] ho you trippin'
Spit drippin' down the crack of your ass, watch the liquid drip all in you kitty
Show me you love me
Get on top while I'm suckin' your titties you owe me
Slow motion, you move it around while you do it
Don't nobody know how we thuggin', you know it
'Cept for the people you told me you told 'em
Except for the people you told me you told 'em
I say I'm sicker than you, I got more bitches than you
And I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew
I say I'm sicker than you, I got more bitches than you
And I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew
[Hook:]
Baby hit this weed because it might calm you down
I rub your feet listenin' to everything you talkin' bout
Straight out the streets, I'm grimy
I talk, my diamonds shiny
Don't mean to be too aggressive baby
I go to war with God behind you
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
I go to war with God behind you
I go to war with God behind you
I go to war with God behind you
I go to war with God behind you
Baby hit this weed because it might calm you down
I rub your feet listenin' to everything you talkin' bout
Straight out the streets, I'm grimy
I talk, my diamonds shiny
Don't mean to be too aggressive baby
I go to war with God behind you
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
No stress hit off the chest, God I made it, I'm off of paper
Certificate of completion, I felt like I graduated
Enough about that, I ain't come for that
I came to comfort pussy drippin' through your draws
What I mean need to be punctured
I'm gutter, make love crazy back to the hustle
In the mirror makin' faces, I'm killin' ya from the back
Stuffin' dick in your slow, tryna rip the track from your scalp
Phone ring, bitch you know you can't answer
You call 'em back
I say I'm sicker than you, I got more bitches than you
And I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew
I say I'm sicker than you, I got more bitches than you
And I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew
[Hook:]
Baby hit this weed because it might calm you down
I rub your feet listenin' to everything you talkin' bout
Straight out the streets, I'm grimy
I talk, my diamonds shiny
Don't mean to be too aggressive baby
I go to war with God behind you
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
Round two let's get it, cut up you know I'm with it
I'm out my mind, I don't get tired, hold up bae it ain't no quittin'
Hold the back of my head with my tongue in your ass, ain't no [?] ho you trippin'
Spit drippin' down the crack of your ass, watch the liquid drip all in you kitty
Show me you love me
Get on top while I'm suckin' your titties you owe me
Slow motion, you move it around while you do it
Don't nobody know how we thuggin', you know it
'Cept for the people you told me you told 'em
Except for the people you told me you told 'em
I say I'm sicker than you, I got more bitches than you
And I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew
I say I'm sicker than you, I got more bitches than you
And I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew
[Hook:]
Baby hit this weed because it might calm you down
I rub your feet listenin' to everything you talkin' bout
Straight out the streets, I'm grimy
I talk, my diamonds shiny
Don't mean to be too aggressive baby
I go to war with God behind you
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
I go to war with God behind you
I go to war with God behind you
I go to war with God behind you
I go to war with God behind you
Writer: Kevin Gilyard, Jim Stewart, David L Dodman
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
The Truth
You gotta think
I make a lot of music about the struggle
I don't mind going through the struggle
This just another one, ya heard me
(Say Kevin bruh, man what the f*ck I'm hearing?)
I will not be disrespected
(What's going on out there?)
Nigga or bitch
(Damn bruh you dropped the ball)
I know, I know, I know, I know
(Man you ain't representing me)
Imma shake back
[Verse 1:]
Man in the mirror you way out of order
Go to jail who gonna look out for your daughter
All on the news bout what happened in Florida
Posted on Worldstar a iPhone recorded
She grabbed my dick overreacted, I'm sorry
Two or three times I had already warned her
Edit that part out, I don't Like to argue
My children go with me to every performance
[Interlude:]
Wrong you should have respect for yourself
You a queen and you wasn't respecting yourself
Ever been disrespected, you know how it felt
You don't have to like me go love someone else
[Verse 2:]
Father forgive me I f*cked up a blessing
When ever I fall you the only one to catch me
Let's change the subject; I gave a confession
You put me back in it I bet I go extra
[Interlude:]
Wrong you should have respect for yourself
You a queen and you wasn't respecting yourself
Ever been disrespected, you know how it felt
You don't have to like me go love someone else
[Verse 3:]
SauceLord Rich way they got me feeling
I don't get tired, I got ten jobs
I am Zuse bumping Lito when I'm chilling
Imma Breadwinner that is my religion
Don't comment on twitter let you know I meant it
I might like her picture
I'm like nigga really?
I'm like Bobby Fisher eat my competition
I'm ready to die, You gone have to kill me
With you right or wrong, Don't believe in switching
Nasty from the shoulders watch how I switch positions
Put him in a blender my heart been December
Put him in a spitter, can't be reassembled
I'm a real nigga, really made mistakes
Never ran away, I am not pretending
High school back when I was at McKinley
I still f*ck with Scooby, shout out to lil Brittney
Stay with black guys, niggas always pickin' on a bright nigga
I am really with it
Damn my homeboy always in his feelings
This ain't bout him, I'm just reminiscing
He was cracking jokes, always being silly
I was doing me f*ck a public image
Passionate I can be extra sometimes
Brasi turn back into Kevin sometimes
Ain't right in the head, look back up in jail
Lord don't let us get put back in the cell
Washing clothes in the toilet water (Damn)
Drinking out the faucet had to use your hands
Gunna on the phone "They got you looking bad"
For a punt return they gone run it back
Deal with it, Kevin stand up in they chest
This the same girl was pulling out her breast
Got them on the line tryna get a check
Remember who you are, they envy your success
Diamonds in your mouth all around your neck
Black and Hispanic the worst you could be
I think to myself they must hate Puerto Ricans
Father Moroccan my mother Boricua
Daddy a Muslim, My mother a Christian
I read from the book, a lot I don't remember
Santeria beads Karma comes along
Now they want me gone like I'm Farrakhan
Praise you when you up; kick you when you fall
Throw you to the vultures, sniper pick you off
In a court of law brought you to the floor
All my young rappers that can fit with me
Learn from my misfortune don't get in your feelings
Be an individual you go to prison
I just took a stand with my saggin pants
I just tell the truth like I'm Jesus Christ
Meant to say Jesus
I'm who they don't like
Imma move around I don't like the vibe
God up in heaven you know that I need you
To the polices just make me invisible
To all my haters just make me invincible
To the police just make me invisible
To all my haters just make me invincible
I just thank you to all my haters you make me invincible
I make a lot of music about the struggle
I don't mind going through the struggle
This just another one, ya heard me
(Say Kevin bruh, man what the f*ck I'm hearing?)
I will not be disrespected
(What's going on out there?)
Nigga or bitch
(Damn bruh you dropped the ball)
I know, I know, I know, I know
(Man you ain't representing me)
Imma shake back
[Verse 1:]
Man in the mirror you way out of order
Go to jail who gonna look out for your daughter
All on the news bout what happened in Florida
Posted on Worldstar a iPhone recorded
She grabbed my dick overreacted, I'm sorry
Two or three times I had already warned her
Edit that part out, I don't Like to argue
My children go with me to every performance
[Interlude:]
Wrong you should have respect for yourself
You a queen and you wasn't respecting yourself
Ever been disrespected, you know how it felt
You don't have to like me go love someone else
[Verse 2:]
Father forgive me I f*cked up a blessing
When ever I fall you the only one to catch me
Let's change the subject; I gave a confession
You put me back in it I bet I go extra
[Interlude:]
Wrong you should have respect for yourself
You a queen and you wasn't respecting yourself
Ever been disrespected, you know how it felt
You don't have to like me go love someone else
[Verse 3:]
SauceLord Rich way they got me feeling
I don't get tired, I got ten jobs
I am Zuse bumping Lito when I'm chilling
Imma Breadwinner that is my religion
Don't comment on twitter let you know I meant it
I might like her picture
I'm like nigga really?
I'm like Bobby Fisher eat my competition
I'm ready to die, You gone have to kill me
With you right or wrong, Don't believe in switching
Nasty from the shoulders watch how I switch positions
Put him in a blender my heart been December
Put him in a spitter, can't be reassembled
I'm a real nigga, really made mistakes
Never ran away, I am not pretending
High school back when I was at McKinley
I still f*ck with Scooby, shout out to lil Brittney
Stay with black guys, niggas always pickin' on a bright nigga
I am really with it
Damn my homeboy always in his feelings
This ain't bout him, I'm just reminiscing
He was cracking jokes, always being silly
I was doing me f*ck a public image
Passionate I can be extra sometimes
Brasi turn back into Kevin sometimes
Ain't right in the head, look back up in jail
Lord don't let us get put back in the cell
Washing clothes in the toilet water (Damn)
Drinking out the faucet had to use your hands
Gunna on the phone "They got you looking bad"
For a punt return they gone run it back
Deal with it, Kevin stand up in they chest
This the same girl was pulling out her breast
Got them on the line tryna get a check
Remember who you are, they envy your success
Diamonds in your mouth all around your neck
Black and Hispanic the worst you could be
I think to myself they must hate Puerto Ricans
Father Moroccan my mother Boricua
Daddy a Muslim, My mother a Christian
I read from the book, a lot I don't remember
Santeria beads Karma comes along
Now they want me gone like I'm Farrakhan
Praise you when you up; kick you when you fall
Throw you to the vultures, sniper pick you off
In a court of law brought you to the floor
All my young rappers that can fit with me
Learn from my misfortune don't get in your feelings
Be an individual you go to prison
I just took a stand with my saggin pants
I just tell the truth like I'm Jesus Christ
Meant to say Jesus
I'm who they don't like
Imma move around I don't like the vibe
God up in heaven you know that I need you
To the polices just make me invisible
To all my haters just make me invincible
To the police just make me invisible
To all my haters just make me invincible
I just thank you to all my haters you make me invincible
Writer: KEVIN GILYARD, TARIK JOHNSTON
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, NW ROYALTY CONSULTING, LLC., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, NW ROYALTY CONSULTING, LLC., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Kno One
She says I'm a dog, but it takes one to know one, alright
And I can go for hours, ain't believe me, had to show one, alright
See I prefer the floor, not the bed
Fiendin' for me, I can get it wet
She says I'm a dog, but it takes one to know one, alright
Let me see you drop it, throw it back
I'm bout to pin you to the carpet
Like a slur, you goin' fast
I'm bout to make you get up off it
Couple bald head hoes, lotta long weave
Got a tall red head ho, swear she want weave
Shawty need some transportation, but she can't afford it
How bout you ride this dick to work, but just watch where you goin'
Take my time trippin' on her waist line
Started this at night now it's approachin' daylight
She says I'm a dog, but it takes one to know one, alright
And I can go for hours, ain't believe me, had to show one, alright
See I prefer the floor, not the bed
Feedin' from me, I can get it wet
She says I'm a dog, but it takes one to know one, alright
Don't nobody else compare the way Gates do you
Pull your hairs, smack your ass, knock your break shoes loose
Other lames take you out shoppin', dinner, and a movie
Suck your titty in the mirror with a finger in your booty
Top drop in a foreign, blowin' smoke up in the heavy
My hand on your inner thigh, gently I'm caressin'
Say it make your pussy moist every time the engine revvin'
Gettin' dressed inside designer stores, you know how we be steeping
(I don't get tired)
She says I'm a dog, but it takes one to know one, alright
And I can go for hours, ain't believe me, had to show one, alright
See I prefer the floor, not the bed
Feedin' from me, I can get it wet
She says I'm a dog, but it takes one to know one, alright
[x2:]
Now before it's over
Don't say I didn't warn ya
I can't even lie girl, you the truth
Bedroom or the sofa, your legs around my shoulder
My attention, giving all of it to you
She says I'm a dog, but it takes one to know one, alright
And I can go for hours, ain't believe me, had to show one, alright
See I prefer the floor, not the bed
Feedin' from me, I can get it wet
She says I'm a dog, but it takes one to know one, alright
Let me see you work out
Let me see you work out, I love it when you work out
Let me see you work out
Let me see you work out, I love it when you work out
Let me see you work out
Let me see you work out, I love it when you work out
Let me see you work out
Let me see you work out, I love it when you work out
Who dis is?
And I can go for hours, ain't believe me, had to show one, alright
See I prefer the floor, not the bed
Fiendin' for me, I can get it wet
She says I'm a dog, but it takes one to know one, alright
Let me see you drop it, throw it back
I'm bout to pin you to the carpet
Like a slur, you goin' fast
I'm bout to make you get up off it
Couple bald head hoes, lotta long weave
Got a tall red head ho, swear she want weave
Shawty need some transportation, but she can't afford it
How bout you ride this dick to work, but just watch where you goin'
Take my time trippin' on her waist line
Started this at night now it's approachin' daylight
She says I'm a dog, but it takes one to know one, alright
And I can go for hours, ain't believe me, had to show one, alright
See I prefer the floor, not the bed
Feedin' from me, I can get it wet
She says I'm a dog, but it takes one to know one, alright
Don't nobody else compare the way Gates do you
Pull your hairs, smack your ass, knock your break shoes loose
Other lames take you out shoppin', dinner, and a movie
Suck your titty in the mirror with a finger in your booty
Top drop in a foreign, blowin' smoke up in the heavy
My hand on your inner thigh, gently I'm caressin'
Say it make your pussy moist every time the engine revvin'
Gettin' dressed inside designer stores, you know how we be steeping
(I don't get tired)
She says I'm a dog, but it takes one to know one, alright
And I can go for hours, ain't believe me, had to show one, alright
See I prefer the floor, not the bed
Feedin' from me, I can get it wet
She says I'm a dog, but it takes one to know one, alright
[x2:]
Now before it's over
Don't say I didn't warn ya
I can't even lie girl, you the truth
Bedroom or the sofa, your legs around my shoulder
My attention, giving all of it to you
She says I'm a dog, but it takes one to know one, alright
And I can go for hours, ain't believe me, had to show one, alright
See I prefer the floor, not the bed
Feedin' from me, I can get it wet
She says I'm a dog, but it takes one to know one, alright
Let me see you work out
Let me see you work out, I love it when you work out
Let me see you work out
Let me see you work out, I love it when you work out
Let me see you work out
Let me see you work out, I love it when you work out
Let me see you work out
Let me see you work out, I love it when you work out
Who dis is?
Writer: MARLIN BONDS, KENNA OKOYE, KEVIN GILYARD, CHRISTOPHER FEATHERSTONE, JUSTIN FEATHERSTONE, MATTHEW FEATHERSTONE, WILLIAM FEATHERSTONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Told Me
Help me baby
[Hook:]
Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it, seems I don't believe in much
Nobody did nothin' for me when I'm on my knuckles
Quick to tell a nigga f*ck 'em, I come up from nothin'
Bad dreams, heart cold, sick of lookin' out
[?] niggas slow to major and they lookin' frowned
Goin' shoppin', buyin' belts, even help them out
You was not real nigga, you dependin' if your loyalty is bought
It's sold to the highest bidder
Black bitch niggas number never reconsider
I was born a god but I finally got the picture
Couldn't mingle with the peasants, you too good for that, you different
Smilin' in your face, they see you stumble, they'll kick you
Work hard, trap by myself, I don't kick it
Turn my nose up, sick of f*ckin' with you bitches
[Hook:]
Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it seems I don't believe in much
Searchin' for love in the wrong places
Now I'm givin' up, suicide been contemplated, think I really had enough
I think I really had enough
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me
We share the same cell, help them buyin' all these play the game well , I'm confused by the news
I don't pick and choose
Everyday ready for death, nigga win or lose
Brains blowed out, I'm still goin' to court
Rest in peace Gangster Reezy, I miss ya, swear to God
Marquise got murdered two weeks after we talked
That other boy pussy, he lyin', we never fought
Scared of a nigga to God he never walked
Caught him in the chow hall round the free people
Locker full of shit, nigga I can feed people
Penitentiary rich, got phones in the line
BWA, I was strong in the mind
Drecka come and visit got richer just pow
Julio I miss you, just hit me when you get out
Free throw shot to [?] right on consignment could get him out
I don't want to touch 'em, test somethin' nigga, we swap it out
Bullet after bullet after bullet after bullet
Walked down out the cut stand up in your chest
Rubber band up, never seen it, I'm a skeptic
Ya'll praise a bitch nigga but I still ain't get it yet
[Hook:]
Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it seems I don't believe in much
Searchin' for love in the wrong places
Now I'm givin' up, suicide been contemplated, think I really had enough
I think I really had enough
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me
[Hook:]
Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it seems I don't believe in much
[Hook:]
Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it, seems I don't believe in much
Nobody did nothin' for me when I'm on my knuckles
Quick to tell a nigga f*ck 'em, I come up from nothin'
Bad dreams, heart cold, sick of lookin' out
[?] niggas slow to major and they lookin' frowned
Goin' shoppin', buyin' belts, even help them out
You was not real nigga, you dependin' if your loyalty is bought
It's sold to the highest bidder
Black bitch niggas number never reconsider
I was born a god but I finally got the picture
Couldn't mingle with the peasants, you too good for that, you different
Smilin' in your face, they see you stumble, they'll kick you
Work hard, trap by myself, I don't kick it
Turn my nose up, sick of f*ckin' with you bitches
[Hook:]
Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it seems I don't believe in much
Searchin' for love in the wrong places
Now I'm givin' up, suicide been contemplated, think I really had enough
I think I really had enough
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me
We share the same cell, help them buyin' all these play the game well , I'm confused by the news
I don't pick and choose
Everyday ready for death, nigga win or lose
Brains blowed out, I'm still goin' to court
Rest in peace Gangster Reezy, I miss ya, swear to God
Marquise got murdered two weeks after we talked
That other boy pussy, he lyin', we never fought
Scared of a nigga to God he never walked
Caught him in the chow hall round the free people
Locker full of shit, nigga I can feed people
Penitentiary rich, got phones in the line
BWA, I was strong in the mind
Drecka come and visit got richer just pow
Julio I miss you, just hit me when you get out
Free throw shot to [?] right on consignment could get him out
I don't want to touch 'em, test somethin' nigga, we swap it out
Bullet after bullet after bullet after bullet
Walked down out the cut stand up in your chest
Rubber band up, never seen it, I'm a skeptic
Ya'll praise a bitch nigga but I still ain't get it yet
[Hook:]
Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it seems I don't believe in much
Searchin' for love in the wrong places
Now I'm givin' up, suicide been contemplated, think I really had enough
I think I really had enough
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me
[Hook:]
Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it seems I don't believe in much
Writer: Jamil Tajh Alleyne, Kevin Gilyard
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Aint Too Hard
These tats on my face don't mean nothin'
I was locked up, that don't mean nothin'
When you make it through the struggle it tend to mean hustle
The only one in my life to call them niggas up
[Hook:]
I ain't too hard to tell you how I feel
When you tat my name on, it make me know it's real
I ain't too hard to tell you how I feel
What you say you don't do, you know I will
I'm just the realest that you done met
I'm just the realest that you done met
I'm just the realest that you done met
Still surprised you haven't noticed it yet
The realest you ever met
I hustle on backpack, now I got her face down
Frownin' why she take it, she don't like to make sounds
Bought a one way ticket, put her on the Greyhound
Workin' our hotels right before they played out
What's the problem? Why you not smilin'? We in the prime of our life
Supposed to be havin' the time of our life
Excuse the misunderstandin', sometimes you be so demandin'
Don't like to be told what to do, difficult but we manage
Said some things I didn't mean, caused emotional damage
I love the streets, I'm a gangster, I like to be in them daily
Your mother love me like a son but I'm not seein' me changin'
A lot of built up frustration due to past situations
[Hook:]
I ain't too hard to tell you how I feel
When you tat my name on, it make me know it's real
I ain't too hard to tell you how I feel
What you say you don't do, you know I will
I'm just the realest that you done met
I'm just the realest that you done met
I'm just the realest that you done met
Still surprised you haven't noticed it yet
The realest you ever met
Turned a hooker to a housewife and people say "how?"
Million dollar vision, you just gotta stay down
Don't get all in your feelin's they gon' throw your weight around
She gon' kill herself if I leave but she know I don't play around
Got one text in this evenin', say she just made it in town
Wonderin' if I could see her, got some things to figure out
I ain't mean it, I was bluffin', thinkin' please don't leave me now
Boys II Men, I'm down on bended knees listenin' to The Weeknd
Now friends hate me sayin' "girl look when did he get out?"
My mother left when I was young
I'm commitment shy so when feelin's get involved I tend to run
Sometimes emotions get the best of me clearly
And I ain't never tried to straddle no fences
But [?] come forth for a minute
And I know I seem rough
I've been hurt and you the only one that mean somethin'
[Hook:]
I ain't too hard to tell you how I feel
When you tat my name on, it make me know it's real
I ain't too hard to tell you how I feel
What you say you don't do, you know I will
I'm just the realest that you done met
I'm just the realest that you done met
I'm just the realest that you done met
Still surprised you haven't noticed it yet
The realest you ever met
I was locked up, that don't mean nothin'
When you make it through the struggle it tend to mean hustle
The only one in my life to call them niggas up
[Hook:]
I ain't too hard to tell you how I feel
When you tat my name on, it make me know it's real
I ain't too hard to tell you how I feel
What you say you don't do, you know I will
I'm just the realest that you done met
I'm just the realest that you done met
I'm just the realest that you done met
Still surprised you haven't noticed it yet
The realest you ever met
I hustle on backpack, now I got her face down
Frownin' why she take it, she don't like to make sounds
Bought a one way ticket, put her on the Greyhound
Workin' our hotels right before they played out
What's the problem? Why you not smilin'? We in the prime of our life
Supposed to be havin' the time of our life
Excuse the misunderstandin', sometimes you be so demandin'
Don't like to be told what to do, difficult but we manage
Said some things I didn't mean, caused emotional damage
I love the streets, I'm a gangster, I like to be in them daily
Your mother love me like a son but I'm not seein' me changin'
A lot of built up frustration due to past situations
[Hook:]
I ain't too hard to tell you how I feel
When you tat my name on, it make me know it's real
I ain't too hard to tell you how I feel
What you say you don't do, you know I will
I'm just the realest that you done met
I'm just the realest that you done met
I'm just the realest that you done met
Still surprised you haven't noticed it yet
The realest you ever met
Turned a hooker to a housewife and people say "how?"
Million dollar vision, you just gotta stay down
Don't get all in your feelin's they gon' throw your weight around
She gon' kill herself if I leave but she know I don't play around
Got one text in this evenin', say she just made it in town
Wonderin' if I could see her, got some things to figure out
I ain't mean it, I was bluffin', thinkin' please don't leave me now
Boys II Men, I'm down on bended knees listenin' to The Weeknd
Now friends hate me sayin' "girl look when did he get out?"
My mother left when I was young
I'm commitment shy so when feelin's get involved I tend to run
Sometimes emotions get the best of me clearly
And I ain't never tried to straddle no fences
But [?] come forth for a minute
And I know I seem rough
I've been hurt and you the only one that mean somethin'
[Hook:]
I ain't too hard to tell you how I feel
When you tat my name on, it make me know it's real
I ain't too hard to tell you how I feel
What you say you don't do, you know I will
I'm just the realest that you done met
I'm just the realest that you done met
I'm just the realest that you done met
Still surprised you haven't noticed it yet
The realest you ever met
Writer: EARL HOOD, ERIC GOUDY, KEVIN GILYARD, NORMAN PAYNE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
I Love It
[Hook:]
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it
Not to be cocky but they do it all tryna win
Middle finger right up, big smile on my face
I don't get impressed by too much
I'm gon' keep it real, keep it real
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it
150 dollars for a haircut
Remember bein' broke and I ain't had much
Fresh kicks, no whip, hard to add up
Got on my grind, I'ma pray they have them bad luck
Balenciaga, Margielas
Bread winners set a world record
I took my team to the 'chip
Bought us all some new whips, to the death you forever fly
Think what you want, we in the sky
Boarded a plane we know why
I'm not endorsing getting high
She like when I'm stressin', it give me body
New coupe, matte black, peanut butter guts
Porsche truck, BM, she the runner up
You ain't gotta say a thing when you live your dreams
Crack a smile, mess around, blind everything
[Hook:]
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it
Not to be cocky but they do it all tryna win
Middle finger right up, big smile on my face
I don't get impressed by too much
I'm gon' keep it real, keep it real
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it
I could never let 'em turn my momma lights off
Do whatever to survive, need it right now
We the ones pretty girls used to turn down
Now I got a nigga sweatin' all up in her mouth
And they jumpin' through a hoop, doin' backflips
And they say they get aroused by my accent
Interstate, go and get it, comin' back with it
Booty club, cuttin' up, throwin' racks in it
Throw it back, get it
In the club turnin' up, throw it back get it, get it, get it
Throw, throw, throw, throw it back, get it
Told my sister we okay, what you worried bout?
Kevin Gates, I'm the one you prolly heard about
Get a couple years, bounce back from the pen
I'd do it all again for my kids, they the world now
They the world now
Get a couple years, bounce back from the pen
I'd do it all again for my kids, they the world now
They the world now
I say I'm turnt up in this bitch (?) right now
And I don't know how to turn down
[Hook:]
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it
Not to be cocky but they do it all tryna win
Middle finger right up, big smile on my face
I don't get impressed by too much
I'm gon' keep it real, keep it real
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it
Emotions on my sleeve, I can't even lie
Copin' with depression, I don't even try
Not to mention bad denim with some women
Tend to get all in my feelin's, even contemplated suicide
Deep secret, keep it in-between you and I
Late night text message, baby you reply
You ain't sleep yet? Baby I don't get tired
Who would have thought I was a snorter and I hit a line
Who would have thought I was a snorter and I hit a line
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it
Not to be cocky but they do it all tryna win
Middle finger right up, big smile on my face
I don't get impressed by too much
I'm gon' keep it real, keep it real
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it
150 dollars for a haircut
Remember bein' broke and I ain't had much
Fresh kicks, no whip, hard to add up
Got on my grind, I'ma pray they have them bad luck
Balenciaga, Margielas
Bread winners set a world record
I took my team to the 'chip
Bought us all some new whips, to the death you forever fly
Think what you want, we in the sky
Boarded a plane we know why
I'm not endorsing getting high
She like when I'm stressin', it give me body
New coupe, matte black, peanut butter guts
Porsche truck, BM, she the runner up
You ain't gotta say a thing when you live your dreams
Crack a smile, mess around, blind everything
[Hook:]
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it
Not to be cocky but they do it all tryna win
Middle finger right up, big smile on my face
I don't get impressed by too much
I'm gon' keep it real, keep it real
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it
I could never let 'em turn my momma lights off
Do whatever to survive, need it right now
We the ones pretty girls used to turn down
Now I got a nigga sweatin' all up in her mouth
And they jumpin' through a hoop, doin' backflips
And they say they get aroused by my accent
Interstate, go and get it, comin' back with it
Booty club, cuttin' up, throwin' racks in it
Throw it back, get it
In the club turnin' up, throw it back get it, get it, get it
Throw, throw, throw, throw it back, get it
Told my sister we okay, what you worried bout?
Kevin Gates, I'm the one you prolly heard about
Get a couple years, bounce back from the pen
I'd do it all again for my kids, they the world now
They the world now
Get a couple years, bounce back from the pen
I'd do it all again for my kids, they the world now
They the world now
I say I'm turnt up in this bitch (?) right now
And I don't know how to turn down
[Hook:]
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it
Not to be cocky but they do it all tryna win
Middle finger right up, big smile on my face
I don't get impressed by too much
I'm gon' keep it real, keep it real
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it
Emotions on my sleeve, I can't even lie
Copin' with depression, I don't even try
Not to mention bad denim with some women
Tend to get all in my feelin's, even contemplated suicide
Deep secret, keep it in-between you and I
Late night text message, baby you reply
You ain't sleep yet? Baby I don't get tired
Who would have thought I was a snorter and I hit a line
Who would have thought I was a snorter and I hit a line
Writer: ADRIAN ALEXANDER SANTALLA, AZRIEL RICKLEY, DONNY FLORES, KEVIN GILYARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Jam
It was cool
And he'd get back on the phone, and say Bernie I got somethin' I want you to hear
And what you do players, is you get the phone and you hold it up to the speakers
And you let Luther do your talkin' for you
And Luther break it down like
Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' to my shit
She want to hear track six, she told me that's her (jam)
Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael
Jackson, Jordan, don't matter to me they both (jam)
I'm all in her head, she's all in my bed
I'm locked and loaded, ready to go like a gun that don't (jam)
I'm all in-between, that's all that she needs
Her body rockin', nobody stoppin', this song is probably on (jam)
Listen all you like
Tattoos showin' out the shower in the mirror, go to clickin' on the lights
And this ain't what you like (jam)
I can lay you on your back then I hit you with the pound game
Pin you down so you can't run, in and out game
Hit you from the back, probably get you with the mouth game
Ain't nobody business, this is our thing (jam)
Spit all in-between both cheeks, now I spread 'em
Bet the neighbors know my name when you keep sayin' Kevin
Hands behind, I'ma stand behind you
Pullin' on your hair, lot of ass behind you (jam)
Got me sayin', "ooh keep goin' with your moves"
Candles by the bed, God damn this a movie
Stuffin' you with dick while my finger in your booty
Hit you with the Ruger, the bitch don't (jam)
Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' to my shit
She want to hear track six, she told me that's her (jam)
Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael
Jackson, Jordan, don't matter to me they both (jam)
I'm all in her head, she's all in my bed
I'm locked and loaded, ready to go like a gun that don't (jam)
I'm all in-between, that's all that she needs
Her body rockin', nobody stoppin', this song is probably on (jam)
Bad, but I won't push it
Never break flower but she won't quit lookin'
Look at her dress, look at her thighs
No draws underneath, with the slits in the side
Squintin' my eyes, locked in with the notion
If she squint back, bet I'm approachin'
Playin' my song, slow dancin' to Strokin'
Track number seven, told me it was her (jam)
Do you kiss with your friend? Oh you roll with your friends?
Start the car and I get in, we rollin'
Let the leaf hit the green, we smokin'
Slow motion coupe just floatin'
Kissin' on her finger with my hand on her breast
Tongue doin' circles round the ring of her nipple
Would you mind on repeat but she might be trippin'
Really, not really, sayin' it was her (jam)
Hit her right like Nikon do
Stays back on W
I'ma show her what this pipe game do
I'ma hit her till the sky turn blue
And I'ma jam on it, jam on it
Jam on it, jam on it
I'ma jam on it, jam on it, jam on it
I'ma jam on it, jam on it, jam on it
Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' to my shit
She want to hear track six, she told me that's her (jam)
Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael
Jackson, Jordan, don't matter to me they both (jam)
I'm all in her head, she's all in my bed
I'm locked and loaded, ready to go like a gun that don't (jam)
I'm all in-between, that's all that she needs
Her body rockin', nobody stoppin', this song is probably on (jam)
And he'd get back on the phone, and say Bernie I got somethin' I want you to hear
And what you do players, is you get the phone and you hold it up to the speakers
And you let Luther do your talkin' for you
And Luther break it down like
Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' to my shit
She want to hear track six, she told me that's her (jam)
Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael
Jackson, Jordan, don't matter to me they both (jam)
I'm all in her head, she's all in my bed
I'm locked and loaded, ready to go like a gun that don't (jam)
I'm all in-between, that's all that she needs
Her body rockin', nobody stoppin', this song is probably on (jam)
Listen all you like
Tattoos showin' out the shower in the mirror, go to clickin' on the lights
And this ain't what you like (jam)
I can lay you on your back then I hit you with the pound game
Pin you down so you can't run, in and out game
Hit you from the back, probably get you with the mouth game
Ain't nobody business, this is our thing (jam)
Spit all in-between both cheeks, now I spread 'em
Bet the neighbors know my name when you keep sayin' Kevin
Hands behind, I'ma stand behind you
Pullin' on your hair, lot of ass behind you (jam)
Got me sayin', "ooh keep goin' with your moves"
Candles by the bed, God damn this a movie
Stuffin' you with dick while my finger in your booty
Hit you with the Ruger, the bitch don't (jam)
Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' to my shit
She want to hear track six, she told me that's her (jam)
Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael
Jackson, Jordan, don't matter to me they both (jam)
I'm all in her head, she's all in my bed
I'm locked and loaded, ready to go like a gun that don't (jam)
I'm all in-between, that's all that she needs
Her body rockin', nobody stoppin', this song is probably on (jam)
Bad, but I won't push it
Never break flower but she won't quit lookin'
Look at her dress, look at her thighs
No draws underneath, with the slits in the side
Squintin' my eyes, locked in with the notion
If she squint back, bet I'm approachin'
Playin' my song, slow dancin' to Strokin'
Track number seven, told me it was her (jam)
Do you kiss with your friend? Oh you roll with your friends?
Start the car and I get in, we rollin'
Let the leaf hit the green, we smokin'
Slow motion coupe just floatin'
Kissin' on her finger with my hand on her breast
Tongue doin' circles round the ring of her nipple
Would you mind on repeat but she might be trippin'
Really, not really, sayin' it was her (jam)
Hit her right like Nikon do
Stays back on W
I'ma show her what this pipe game do
I'ma hit her till the sky turn blue
And I'ma jam on it, jam on it
Jam on it, jam on it
I'ma jam on it, jam on it, jam on it
I'ma jam on it, jam on it, jam on it
Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' to my shit
She want to hear track six, she told me that's her (jam)
Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael
Jackson, Jordan, don't matter to me they both (jam)
I'm all in her head, she's all in my bed
I'm locked and loaded, ready to go like a gun that don't (jam)
I'm all in-between, that's all that she needs
Her body rockin', nobody stoppin', this song is probably on (jam)
Writer: Micah Powell, Jamie Foxx, Marcellus Gilyard, Tremaine Aldon Neverson, Tyrone William Griffin Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Excuse Me
I be hopin' sometimes for a moment to feel the light shine
If life is a gamble, I'm willin' to bet my last dime
I know what it is to be victim of this bed I made so I lay
'Bout this bread, I don't play
Goin' through hell, tryna make it
Not even heaven could stand in my way
Niggas talkin' and that shit annoying (annoying)
See, I pay my dues, you can't afford it (can't afford it)
Since I got them racks, they can't ignore me (they can't ignore me)
I keep it movin', f*ck what's not important
Excuse me, (whoa) it's a real nigga here with some money
Excuse me, (whoa) it's a real nigga here with some money
Excuse me, niggas talkin' and that shit annoying
I keep it movin', f*ck what's not important
Excuse me
Flaws on the table, I don't feel insecure
(Pussyhole, battyboi, all y'all still insecure?)
Li-Likkle waist gyal wan' fi man out di slum
(Batty fine, dutty whine, me wan' see it done)
Me and Millz break the nine, come on, boost it up a notch
Demeanor of a leader, even cooler than your socks
I would say the watch but the bitch that cool
Waitin' to tell but she wouldn't let go (let me go)
Leanin' out the liter, I ain't gettin' strep throat
Flyer than the seagulls steady bumpin' Beanie Seagel
Disrespect it, then we squeezin', I ain't gettin' stepped on
Khaza, he the sequel, if you didn't catch on (catch up)
Ain't no latchin' on to my success (back up)
Breadwinners Association, I move for the paper
The haters consider it a threat (threat)
Condo screenshottin' my convo, I meant to say text
Disruptive behavior, subject to change by my chain, get upset
I'm becomin' a gangster, they have PMS
If you won't be a woman, then go get a plumber and grow you some breasts
Rollin' up sleeves like a sink spreadin' cabinet layin' pipe underneath
Rap game kitchen counter, came to tighten up leaks
(Tell 'em what you mean)
Time to tighten up the leash
Niggas talkin' and that shit annoying (annoying)
See, I pay my dues, you can't afford it (can't afford it)
Since I got them racks, they can't ignore me (they can't ignore me)
I keep it movin', f*ck what's not important
Excuse me, (whoa) it's a real nigga here with some money
Excuse me, (whoa) it's a real nigga here with some money
Excuse me, niggas talkin' and that shit annoying
I keep it movin', f*ck what's not important
Excuse me
Oh my God, I'm a God
Neighborhood, I'm a star
Sick of red bitches, they don't listen in the car
Girlfriend in my lap while I'm twistin' the cigar
Luca Brasi, I murder 'bout Mazi
Mucho the boss, still livin' in my thoughts
I'm a real vic, money limp when I walk
Beat a bitch back in, big dick dinner soft
Big clip by the couch, wearin' zips, that's an out
Public housing, no authority and the clique got a house
Try to turn speakin' out, blip-blip with the aux
Tuck somethin' close to you, eatin' grits with ya spouse
No bathrobe wearin' ass nigga
Breadwinner brick game hashtag emblem
Peace sign on the hood in Benz symbol
Still goin' off, make the clique get richer
Shots on her back and her chest to the pillow
Pieces come together, playin' chess with a picture
Dog just a pawn, I be fresh, get the picture?
Knuckles all scarred up, discoloration
Mental gymnastics with this conversation
Just my little friend, this was just a vacation
I'm dedicated to the grind, real nigga discipline
Show on the road, low pros and they Michellin
Niggas talkin' and that shit annoying (annoying)
See, I pay my dues, you can't afford it (can't afford it)
Since I got them racks, they can't ignore me (they can't ignore me)
I keep it movin', f*ck what's not important
Excuse me, (whoa) it's a real nigga here with some money
Excuse me, (whoa) it's a real nigga here with some money
Excuse me, niggas talkin' and that shit annoying
I keep it movin', f*ck what's not important
Excuse me
Not even heaven could stand in my way
Not even heaven could stand in my way
Not even heaven could stand in my way
Not even heaven could stand in my way
If life is a gamble, I'm willin' to bet my last dime
I know what it is to be victim of this bed I made so I lay
'Bout this bread, I don't play
Goin' through hell, tryna make it
Not even heaven could stand in my way
Niggas talkin' and that shit annoying (annoying)
See, I pay my dues, you can't afford it (can't afford it)
Since I got them racks, they can't ignore me (they can't ignore me)
I keep it movin', f*ck what's not important
Excuse me, (whoa) it's a real nigga here with some money
Excuse me, (whoa) it's a real nigga here with some money
Excuse me, niggas talkin' and that shit annoying
I keep it movin', f*ck what's not important
Excuse me
Flaws on the table, I don't feel insecure
(Pussyhole, battyboi, all y'all still insecure?)
Li-Likkle waist gyal wan' fi man out di slum
(Batty fine, dutty whine, me wan' see it done)
Me and Millz break the nine, come on, boost it up a notch
Demeanor of a leader, even cooler than your socks
I would say the watch but the bitch that cool
Waitin' to tell but she wouldn't let go (let me go)
Leanin' out the liter, I ain't gettin' strep throat
Flyer than the seagulls steady bumpin' Beanie Seagel
Disrespect it, then we squeezin', I ain't gettin' stepped on
Khaza, he the sequel, if you didn't catch on (catch up)
Ain't no latchin' on to my success (back up)
Breadwinners Association, I move for the paper
The haters consider it a threat (threat)
Condo screenshottin' my convo, I meant to say text
Disruptive behavior, subject to change by my chain, get upset
I'm becomin' a gangster, they have PMS
If you won't be a woman, then go get a plumber and grow you some breasts
Rollin' up sleeves like a sink spreadin' cabinet layin' pipe underneath
Rap game kitchen counter, came to tighten up leaks
(Tell 'em what you mean)
Time to tighten up the leash
Niggas talkin' and that shit annoying (annoying)
See, I pay my dues, you can't afford it (can't afford it)
Since I got them racks, they can't ignore me (they can't ignore me)
I keep it movin', f*ck what's not important
Excuse me, (whoa) it's a real nigga here with some money
Excuse me, (whoa) it's a real nigga here with some money
Excuse me, niggas talkin' and that shit annoying
I keep it movin', f*ck what's not important
Excuse me
Oh my God, I'm a God
Neighborhood, I'm a star
Sick of red bitches, they don't listen in the car
Girlfriend in my lap while I'm twistin' the cigar
Luca Brasi, I murder 'bout Mazi
Mucho the boss, still livin' in my thoughts
I'm a real vic, money limp when I walk
Beat a bitch back in, big dick dinner soft
Big clip by the couch, wearin' zips, that's an out
Public housing, no authority and the clique got a house
Try to turn speakin' out, blip-blip with the aux
Tuck somethin' close to you, eatin' grits with ya spouse
No bathrobe wearin' ass nigga
Breadwinner brick game hashtag emblem
Peace sign on the hood in Benz symbol
Still goin' off, make the clique get richer
Shots on her back and her chest to the pillow
Pieces come together, playin' chess with a picture
Dog just a pawn, I be fresh, get the picture?
Knuckles all scarred up, discoloration
Mental gymnastics with this conversation
Just my little friend, this was just a vacation
I'm dedicated to the grind, real nigga discipline
Show on the road, low pros and they Michellin
Niggas talkin' and that shit annoying (annoying)
See, I pay my dues, you can't afford it (can't afford it)
Since I got them racks, they can't ignore me (they can't ignore me)
I keep it movin', f*ck what's not important
Excuse me, (whoa) it's a real nigga here with some money
Excuse me, (whoa) it's a real nigga here with some money
Excuse me, niggas talkin' and that shit annoying
I keep it movin', f*ck what's not important
Excuse me
Not even heaven could stand in my way
Not even heaven could stand in my way
Not even heaven could stand in my way
Not even heaven could stand in my way
Writer: Kevin Gilyard, Paris A. Jones, Reynard Rashad Tarleton
Copyright: Lyrics © Phonographic Digital Limited (PDL), BMG Rights Management, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Phonographic Digital Limited (PDL), BMG Rights Management, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Islah is the debut studio album by American rapper Kevin Gates. It was released on January 29, 2016, by Bread Winners' Association and Atlantic Records.
The album was supported by four official singles: "Kno One", "Really Really", "2 Phones" and "Time for That". The album debuted at number two on the US Billboard 200, earning 112,000 album equivalent units in its first week. The album was certified triple platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA).
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Kevin GatesThe album was supported by four official singles: "Kno One", "Really Really", "2 Phones" and "Time for That". The album debuted at number two on the US Billboard 200, earning 112,000 album equivalent units in its first week. The album was certified triple platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA).
Genre(s): Hip hop
Length: 53:25
Released: January 29th, 2016
Year: 2016