[Intro: Kevin Gates]
This how it go round my way
My name Kevin Gates, ya heard me?
You might know me, you might not
I'm trying to be a nigga favourite rapper
Nigga getting away with that?
I'm sending my lil goons at you
[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
(Get em')
Bitch I grind, what you mean grind?
Ain't no in the mean time (It's like you didn't get no sleep)
I don't get no me time
Hustle hard, these patroling cars had to squeeze I
Put that on my president, man I put that on my street sign
[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
Get em Gates
The paper sweets I know vatterans who play for keeps
White navy, (?) scream like the state police
My minimal conversation has been a maserpated
Family praying, (siblings of big comprehenders of cancel pacient?)
I'm real life, peanut butter don't kill mice
A child die from eating rat poison it still don't feel right
The new appartment got furnished with stolen televisions
Compensate whos stolen with dope, hope he don't tell our business
My self for instance been loaded, blowing the cell up
They sell one of my niggas for nothin, and raised his bail up
Meet the bossman, want to get imbonded, get a mail up
Hard to make it, how you make it? Everybody leash on you
Agree to disagree then un-discretely put the heat on you
Pink and blue pain killers (?) are kind of pinkish too
My little son a dog, playin ball ain't get to see him too
Time slowing down, now I'm taking time to think it through
This how it go round my way
My name Kevin Gates, ya heard me?
You might know me, you might not
I'm trying to be a nigga favourite rapper
Nigga getting away with that?
I'm sending my lil goons at you
[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
(Get em')
Bitch I grind, what you mean grind?
Ain't no in the mean time (It's like you didn't get no sleep)
I don't get no me time
Hustle hard, these patroling cars had to squeeze I
Put that on my president, man I put that on my street sign
[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
Get em Gates
The paper sweets I know vatterans who play for keeps
White navy, (?) scream like the state police
My minimal conversation has been a maserpated
Family praying, (siblings of big comprehenders of cancel pacient?)
I'm real life, peanut butter don't kill mice
A child die from eating rat poison it still don't feel right
The new appartment got furnished with stolen televisions
Compensate whos stolen with dope, hope he don't tell our business
My self for instance been loaded, blowing the cell up
They sell one of my niggas for nothin, and raised his bail up
Meet the bossman, want to get imbonded, get a mail up
Hard to make it, how you make it? Everybody leash on you
Agree to disagree then un-discretely put the heat on you
Pink and blue pain killers (?) are kind of pinkish too
My little son a dog, playin ball ain't get to see him too
Time slowing down, now I'm taking time to think it through
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