[Intro]
Kevin Gates: I ain’t gon' lie I be gettin' a lil emotional
Go ahead, record it all
I be gettin a lil emotional when I be doing this but
It’s just him with that camera that shit that be throwing me off
Ready? Start it off?
Person 1: You go
Kevin Gates: You ain’t gotta leave out, it’s just I know I’m on film, you heard me?
Person 2: No you’re good
Kevin Gates: So it fuck with me a lil bit
You ain’t gotta go nowhere though you can sit down and stay
It’s a true story
And I ain't gon' forget my words; start it off
[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
I was chilling in the IHOP overheard a conversation
Both of them niggas killers one of them was Michael Caden
Big brother to Jason I went to school with him
His brother got killed so now he keep a tool with him
Live around the corner from his 2 daughters, no father
That’s when the waitress came over like may I take your order
Give me the breakfast sample, orange juice, and a coke
That nigga looked at me and nodded his head I never spoke
Like what the fuck them niggas looking at that’s what I heard the other say
Looked at me mean mugging wait
Nigga turn the other way
I had to turn deaf ears, Satan was in my left ear
Like go and cancel you a nigga nobody can see you
Show them niggas that you real nobody could be you
I walked over and asked him you want to take it off your shoulder?
Hand checking him in his face telling him I’m a soldier
I ain’t no fuckin drug lord I ain’t the type to try to be
10 years of aggression you don’t want to see that out of me
Jagged Edge Smith & Wesson banging singin I gotta be, that nigga
That nigga, It all started on a Tuesday afternoon me and my bitch got into it
Unnecessary foolishness 2 and half ruined
Found out from another chick living out of town
In a upstairs apartment that was 3 corners down
Clip spot for my rounds
Jeff used to score pounds
Tanya ran it to me how Amber had ran into me
Me and Tanya remain cool Amber man was pussy
He ran to the block and check some niggas from another hood
They came back and black masked up just like I knew they would
Running out there bucking loud niggas all will laugh at ya
Hard not to bang when you got bitch niggas attacking ya
Up the forty caliber on coming passenger
Scuffle through the tourist section stole on a trafficker
Seen him with his clique he used to mug, but never bucked with them
Used to keep a smirk because my old lady was fucking him
Ain’t no need to get mad I’m thinking I ain’t never fuck with him
Hit one of my niggas up we bargained on his brain
Fucking with my lil brother who frequently snorted cain
Dapped him down as I pass him was heading to where he twerked him
Back was turned the whole time lil brother ran up and murked him
Issued him two to the dome and worked him with the chrome
Till this day I can say I set him up and he gone
Kevin Gates: I ain’t gon' lie I be gettin' a lil emotional
Go ahead, record it all
I be gettin a lil emotional when I be doing this but
It’s just him with that camera that shit that be throwing me off
Ready? Start it off?
Person 1: You go
Kevin Gates: You ain’t gotta leave out, it’s just I know I’m on film, you heard me?
Person 2: No you’re good
Kevin Gates: So it fuck with me a lil bit
You ain’t gotta go nowhere though you can sit down and stay
It’s a true story
And I ain't gon' forget my words; start it off
[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
I was chilling in the IHOP overheard a conversation
Both of them niggas killers one of them was Michael Caden
Big brother to Jason I went to school with him
His brother got killed so now he keep a tool with him
Live around the corner from his 2 daughters, no father
That’s when the waitress came over like may I take your order
Give me the breakfast sample, orange juice, and a coke
That nigga looked at me and nodded his head I never spoke
Like what the fuck them niggas looking at that’s what I heard the other say
Looked at me mean mugging wait
Nigga turn the other way
I had to turn deaf ears, Satan was in my left ear
Like go and cancel you a nigga nobody can see you
Show them niggas that you real nobody could be you
I walked over and asked him you want to take it off your shoulder?
Hand checking him in his face telling him I’m a soldier
I ain’t no fuckin drug lord I ain’t the type to try to be
10 years of aggression you don’t want to see that out of me
Jagged Edge Smith & Wesson banging singin I gotta be, that nigga
That nigga, It all started on a Tuesday afternoon me and my bitch got into it
Unnecessary foolishness 2 and half ruined
Found out from another chick living out of town
In a upstairs apartment that was 3 corners down
Clip spot for my rounds
Jeff used to score pounds
Tanya ran it to me how Amber had ran into me
Me and Tanya remain cool Amber man was pussy
He ran to the block and check some niggas from another hood
They came back and black masked up just like I knew they would
Running out there bucking loud niggas all will laugh at ya
Hard not to bang when you got bitch niggas attacking ya
Up the forty caliber on coming passenger
Scuffle through the tourist section stole on a trafficker
Seen him with his clique he used to mug, but never bucked with them
Used to keep a smirk because my old lady was fucking him
Ain’t no need to get mad I’m thinking I ain’t never fuck with him
Hit one of my niggas up we bargained on his brain
Fucking with my lil brother who frequently snorted cain
Dapped him down as I pass him was heading to where he twerked him
Back was turned the whole time lil brother ran up and murked him
Issued him two to the dome and worked him with the chrome
Till this day I can say I set him up and he gone
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