Put On A Show Kevin Gates

[Chorus]
Grinding comes with who we are
Diamonds in my moving car
Pray that we don’t lose an arm
Grinding comes with who we are
Pray that we don’t lose an arm
Nothing’s wrong with movie stars
Air traffic control
I put on a show tonight
Something that I think you might like
I put on a show tonight
Something that I think you might like

[Verse 1]
No affiliation - uneasily intimidated - by loud sounds
Breadwinner round - table round
I don’t play inbounds
Hard to weigh in pounds
As profound - found townhouse
Oxford flannel - courtesy of Thom Browne
Down south
I’ll be John Brown in living color - belligerent
Structure keep my foot on a buster
I only suck at sucking metaphors
Used in implicating that I suck at nothing
Pardon me for teaching no distractions
You’ve been interrupted (get em)
Hoe with a hoe (what)
No chick I’m trustin'
Quick consumption
Stick her shove her
Lick her stomach kiss her hug her
He find out she’s been with me
Here come questions - kick her punch her
Symptom from the pencil
Sick enough to get us rich for nothing
I shit for nothing - pattern example
Yield the type of drop the type of fire
That lift them higher than scaffold building
They said they made Gates
How you build a building
Get the base safe field of dreams
Not a Wringley Field’n