Man, fuck your DJ. Man, lil brother, you can't be saying fuck a nigga DJ.... And all that shit. Fuck em, what can they do for me. You right, My nigga fuck your DJ.
Man, fuck your DJ. Man, lil brother, you can't be saying fuck a nigga DJ.... And all that shit. Fuck em, what can they do for me. You right, My nigga fuck your DJ.
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I don't get tired. . I woke up feelin' like I couldn't feel no better. I don' want no fuckin' alka seltzer. I woke up feelin' like I couldn't feel no better.
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.
Fuck the rap game, I won't get it like G. Put me on the block, go to thuggin' like E. Think I'm goin' back but free my nigga [?]. Me and gunner, 9th innin', just beat a life sentence.
x2. . I know there's a name. Gotta be a name for this shit. I just don't know what. Don't know what to call it. . I hurt so much in the last month. Live everyday like it's your last one.
I know a lot, but there's some things I dont know. Don't know no bitch that I can't hit, don't know no chick that say no. Don't know no chips that I can't get, don't know no whip I can't own.
Don't Know (Remix). Kevin Gates. I know a lot, but there's some things I dont know. Don't know no bitch that I can't hit, don't know no chick that say no.
text you. really didn't mean to upset you. take a look at your thighs. by the look in your eyes. you really need somebody to?. undress you. pull your hair.
Mute it I don't wanna hear myself. I don't wanna hear myself. . 1. Intricate lifestyles of the rich and famous. Considerably, I got this tendency for gripping bangers.
Come up through the struggle not too many get to tell. Got up and shook it off every time we ever failed. (Why do we fall? So we can learn how to pick ourselves back up).
Starin' at me like the damsel in distress. I go go diamonds and they dancin' on my neck. Flawless no enclosure we don't fuck with VVS. Fall off in the club in this cardiac arrest.
Come up through the struggle not too many get to tell. Got up and shook it off every time we ever failed. (Why do we fall? So we can learn how to pick ourselves back up).
[Intro]. I mean, whattup?. I mean. . [Hook]. A lot is countin' on ya. Your women sidin' with ya partners while they plottin' on ya. We might never understand, no one's there to hold your hand.
I mean, I want talk some shit, I mean. I mean, what the fuck a nigga thought?. Baking soda, I got baking soda. Pull up in a Rarri. Wait, hol' up, I'm trippin'.
Sweetheart, let me make you understand something. These bitch always gonna have a problem with you. For one you bad as a motherfucker. For two, your nigga have money.
My click house go stupid. My click house go stupid. My click house go stupid. My click hou-. . [?] with my nigga Kevin Gates. [?] I remember that boy Gates had that.. took a trap on Carolina.
I spent my childhood in a wild hood. I dropped out when I was 14. Backed out o' that. Found I could spend a rack for a oh of cream. Then I added three grams of baking soda, I be doin' my thing.
My click house go stupid. My click house go stupid. My click house go stupid. My click hou-. . [?] with my nigga Kevin Gates. [?] I remember that boy Gates had that.. took a trap on Carolina.