Seattle* Kevin Gates

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[INTRO]
I can run it up
This shit be goin' on Dick
Nigga be ballin' and going through shit at the same time
[VERSE 1]
I was going through Talen
Powered of Addies, feelin' off-balanced
Puerto Rican dancer, she looking at me like Tony Montana
Speaking on my name, I'm a magician, abracadabra
I'll make you vanish, drop the package, get you cancelled
My Asian gang, shout out to them, we at the Grammys
Lil' Asian Kasey, we gettin' paper in Seattle
Breadwinner name, Imma forever throw that bitch up
The barber shop where you cut hair, cartel'll blow that bitch up
I'm undеfeated, take carе of beef and I don't speak it
That shit they say on the internet, you know you can't believe it
I'm out here no security, ready to die
Bun on top my shit, I look like Breadwinner Samurai
I'm out my body, I can't hide it, I miss Mazi
I need narcotics, this pain inside, I can't describe it
I'm a great pretender, I be pretending when I'm smiling
Over anyone of these chains dog, gotta blow my brains out
I miss my grandfather and all the things that he had thought me
The long talks that we would have when in the car we was walking
Having arguments, not really good to do no talkin'
You lead by example, somebody play, you gotta chalk 'em
Got the devil up off me, safe to say I made up my mind
A lot of people done crossed me, but they life ain't end up like mine
A lot of them dead in the coffin, and lately they be on my mind
I just, oh-oh-oh-oh and I stay on my grind