Die Bout It - Kevin Gates

Die Bout It - Kevin Gates
'Till a patted wagon pull up and coffles my
My pants second I'm double cup
South side hustle inside
Hustle outside I don't give a f**k
I might be up you won't get it up
You won't show dice with a deuce at me
In the club are like 30 bands
Going hard till I prove something
Going lie on him he vibes on him
Niggers lie up on it
I'm fly up on him
My lid niggers on my corner
They rap too they trap too
Pull up all day you know the roll way
With a road play bap bap you
Beat so unbrand just call me
Up town beveling Jerry look at my
Brother's spike no talking
Bring alders on pass by your house
Symbol feeling like august
Pulling up on murder street
My uncle's clutching revolvers
Hear anything about how this feel
You play with that I'll be off it
Pull the years in rap person got in the game
All the more I'm dullin
B**ch you know I'm bulking
Lay us all late
Slip my feeling like solider
She thinking she special
Paid her told her get the step and recall it
I ain't got sh*t to do but cook her like
I was from the jail
These niggers lying in their rhyme
You can stop pretending
My past sagging in this b**ch
Don't give a f**k who feel me
And if you disrespect me n****r
You gonna have to k**l me
B**ch imma die about it
n****r imma die about it
I'm form where niggers get it on
We don't cry about it
You say our n****r disrespect you
n****r write about it
I know some pissy n****r scared
Probably ripe off it
I get thrown water at the end of my show
Catch him on the rebound I wanna see if gon
Catch what I throw
Look 20 bands 30 bands 40bands 50bands
Get 'em captured get 'em splattered
All in traffic 'bout that action
Yes up there up there up there
Did a shut up give a f**k there
We'll come up there
Niggas from where I come up at
Taught to up that
s***t to k**l don't discuss that
Done that f**k that f**k that f**k that
Breath easy this street sweeper go hree hree
And delete people
Taking pictures all in front my car is like d**k
Puller
I mean meat beater I met your mom you had
A good life
I f**k with your dog I don't f**k with you
As soon as that n***a went to jail you start
Doin' sh*t that a busta do
You don't know how to keep it street reason why
You not a street n***a
My uncle mama grandmother thuggin'
Grew up in the street real street n***a
Not a local rapper in your own city boy you
Look disgusting
You look ugly black dirty dusty dingy
Pockets empty mouth look like a place a toothbrush never
Entered
Young get 'em
I ain't got sh*t to do but cook her like
I was from the jail
These niggers lying in their rhyme
You can stop pretending
My past sagging in this b**ch
Don't give a f**k who feel me
And if you disrespect me n****r
You gonna have to k**l me
B**ch imma die about it
n****r imma die about it
I'm form where niggers get it on
We don't cry about it
You say our n****r disrespect you
n****r write about it
I know some P***y n****r scared
Probably ripe off it
Me a stroke and a car by myself
You know we just there holding in
Me a stroke and a car by myself
You know we just there holding in
You know n****r I was telling it was nothing
So now I say my sidling b**ch
You know you whole move by yourself
I hold the entourage into yearn
That's a sign of weakness
You know a real vic will sit back and look
At niggers
That look like weakness
I ain't taking no distrust
n****r man I'm just staying on fate
n****r I keep the street I talk about
n****r caught feelings
What a b**ch would do
I keep her so
Just know that what you do a b**ch
Go do what you want to
Use a renegade
The worst thing you can get in a n****r hard
B**ch
Is rejection
And the hoes love attention
You ain't got to have a P***y to be a
Hoe
A hoe is just somebody that want attention from another
Man
n****r a lot of hoes with d**ks out here
Right now you know me
Keep that thing all the way street
n****r I'll be listening to these niggers talk my game
Grinding in shining grinding in
Shinning in clinning in
Leaded that water loud be the be
Kevin gates for president all the way
Of thought day