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Kevin Gates

Genres: Hip-Hop

I Don't Get Tired (remix) Lyrics - Kevin Gates

To some that's amazing and that mean a lot 

When others be sleeping I scheme and I plot 

I don't get tired I get mine round the clock 

It's this or it's nothing if this all I got 

Sound loud, I ain't going death 

Two shows and a mike check 

Truth coming through jokes now 

Woadie gave himself a nice check 

Crackin up when I said Dwight 

Dwight who I mean Dwight where 

Dwight around your lips (laughs) 

[?] yeah Mike Epps 

In my business, but you're really not 

Not like them I'm sorry 

I don't keep goons in the army 

See the [?] she ain't even warn me 

I could speak game when I'm talkin' 

I could peak game when performin' 

With the pound game I'm performin' 

Back to Yo Gotti for his mixtape 

I was trying to see if I could trip tape 

Tip album had dropped then 

And if you try to play me up the thing 

Make it bang A-S-A-P 

Still tell my momma sorry 

Man I miss you swear to god 

Bae we in this shit together 

Man I know this shit been hard 

How we did it broke my wrist 

And then remix that other part 

Born in the eighties I'm a crack baby 

Epidemic way it got me livin' 

Waking up like I'm in penitentiary 

On the phone man you know I miss you 

You was supposed to be around with me 

Now your voice don't even sound different 

Wait Free Sprite Free Arsi 

Audi 88 wait bout it 

A lot of old girlfriends called me 

Wait wait wait bae ballin 

Entrepreneur and a college student 

Wait Drika chill bae I'mma do it 

Brown skinned chick at the dealership 

She cool cool cool people 

Me and Jim Jones on the phone 

Vampire tooth [?] 

Day walkers don't get tired 

[?] about the fish fry 

Still tearin up my insides 

Sunshine beat me inside 

FEE! I gotta FEE! I gotta FEE! 

Would you believe? 

Ain't scared of Kendrick Lamar 

Boy mindframe with the art 

Boy must have read art of war 

Said he was King of New York 

Had the rap game in awe 

Heard the comebacks like nawh 

I'm not about to agree with that 

Because no that's not raw 

Call me crazy you brainwashed 

You don't know how much a thing cost 

Caring less what a chain cost 

Say how much the whole train cost? 

Man I wish I had a big dog 

Hold up wait I'm mister big dog 

I'mma pull up in my chick car 

Bend to bend then I switch cars 

Move through like I'm Harold 

Never talk just action 

Streets say they try to jack em 

Rell let somebody have it 

I'm caring less about what happened 

When [?] fell I was back in 

Went and got em both by the box 

I don't get tired at the same time 

Me and Tazz go to [?] and glocked I was on the same line 

Me, Nut, Dre and Timmy got shipped at the same time 

Satellite cams at detention centers 

I was going hard with the coffee 

CP Brandon Oxford 

Gunna game with the boxin 

Still accustomed to the boxers 

On the iron bed in your boxers 

Beany Seagal he a monster 

Got me saying I'mma die about it 

Shot twice in and out of jail 

With a broke leg I ain't lie about it 

Missed call shy Glizzy wait 

Text back " Get women, Gates." 

Call [?] bring bond money 

Highspeed chase on the interstate 

While she was pregnant with Khaza 

Went back to jail in Chicago 

Cook County on a level 4 

Laid back but I'm a dog though 

Me and Woadie, he from Detroit 

We were sellers in Chicago 

Bond revoked on a violation 

Back to jail in Chicago 

Transited back to Baton Rouge 

Had an active warrant and parole-hold 

Ask Chauncey I went to jail 

When they stopped the car 

Never told on him 

Praying everything get dismissed 

"Kevin, focus on your career." 

"Woadie, hold up them my head phones 

And that Trap or Die, that's my disc." 

Had to look at life through a fence 

Contact visit, just a kiss 

Told my lady she was beautiful 

If they wasn't looking I'd rip 

She'd giggle, I'mma cop a feel 

But I really want her from the rear 

Everybody so tough now 

I guess being you don't appeal 

Welcome home, Lee Lucas 

Coming home on appeal 

Lawyer lied four years straight 

Daughter birthday came again 

My precious, my protection 

I don't get tired I'm a weapon 

Told Nook it was game time 

Only this time it's a blessing 

School called, got accepted 

I ain't selling nothing but a message 

School called, got accepted 

I ain't selling nothing but a message 

Let down after let down after let down 

After let down after setback after setback 

Had another door shut in my face 

Feel like giving up but how much can I take 

Compare me to them 

But they nothing like Gates 

Just being honest but "what did he say?" 

Some try to keep up with the grind but they can't 

Talk to my children try to be a great example 

Work ethic, who they taking after? 

Still work hard at whatever job 

Just a stepping stone to the top 

Learning from every time you ever flop 

Got the mentality don't ever stop 

 

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Pick yourself up give it all that you got 

Nobody place me in places I'm station 

To some that's amazing and that mean a lot 

To some that's amazing and that mean a lot 

When others be sleeping I scheme and I plot 

I don't get tired I get mine round the clock 

It's this or it's nothing if this all I got 

It's this or it's nothing if this all I got 

[?] you heard me 

Man I be feeling like I got away with crimes sometime 

You know I soaked up game, but I try to stay away from 

The clowns you heard me, you know I ain't got time, ya heard me 

I don't want to hear no war stories, ya heard me 

I don't care you know how many people you done killed, ya heard me 

Rest in peace to [?], man 

I done killed more people than the fake rappers, ya heard me 

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