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Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates

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Intro 1
Am
G
Am
As a wise man that think
Verse 1
Am
if
I possess the game in my mind
F
The reason I wear shades you
G
can't see the pain in my eyes
Am
In the rain storm in the blizzard,
Verse 2
Am
expressing all of my feelings
Em
F
Pause, never took me serious, naw,
G
mama never wanna listen
Am
Stomach hurting my pockets empty
how dare a nigga wanna tempt me
Em
F
In the dark room all prayed out,
G
I ain't never sat in no Bentley
Am
Hustle hard in the alley way by Ms.
Cita house I'm getting it
Em
F
Wrecked my car Chris laughed at me,
G
like I ain't supposed to remember
Am
Wish Wig was still living,
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wish Shrimp was still living
Am
Em
F
Wish Joe was still living
Look at Chris how he tripping
Am
Young Troll just hit the phone
But he don't keep it a thousand,
F
Ray Vicks just jacked him,
G
and he ain't even see bout that
Am
Now he telling me 'bout that
Em
Am
Seem to me he ain't 'bout that,
Bb
nigga let me get a thrill juice
F
You don't have it now,
G
but you gone have it later
Am
My face card worth a hundred bands
Game recognize game baby,
Em
F
my lil brother lil Terrance Hines
G
I'd die for him and go to war behind him
Am
Real niggas, all around me,
Em
bitch niggas ain't round me
Esus4
F
Talkin Massachusetts exclusive,
G
somebody bring it back
Am
Cocaine made me smile but I cried
Ain't think my team a rat
F
Stroke know I love em
Am
G
But nigga around could say fuck me
Am
How that go when I fuck with nigga,
ain't nobody gone fuck with em
F
In the neighborhood that I grew up in
G
They call it the southside,
Am
everybody house overcrowded
Forcing them to hang outside,
F
G
my lil cousin Corey, hustle hard in fruits town
Am
On the boulevard with the roof open
like damn Fed what I do now
F
Me and Bees and Rodney,
G
ice cup and it's muddy
Am
You don't like me then fuck you
Probably dap me off and say fuck me
F
Am
Em
God forgive me next nig ga play with me
G
I'll probably kill they mother
Am
Make the funeral you in trouble
Em
F
A lot of guns out and they bustin'
Pussy rapper talking shit on Twitter
G
But out in public it's nothing
Am
Discussion had and I bump em
If looks could kill, I would've been dead
F
Bitch I'm with give real head
G
But I don't trust her that much
Am
Let me slip and go back to jail
Em
Am
Watch how many niggas she fuck
F
Let me slip and go back to jail
Am
Watch how many niggas she fuck
Verse 3
Am
Niggas all on my dick (zip)
Bitches all on my dick (zip)
F
Only God know my struggle
G
Had it hard so I hustle
Am
Don't fuck with none of you niggas
Em
Don't trust none of you niggas
F
Run up on me nigga I'm with it
G
Put a slug in one of you niggas
Am
Only God know my struggle
Had it hard so I hustle
F
And everybody 'round me say
G
Am
I don't give a fuck a bout nothin', nothin',
F
nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'
G
I don't give a fuck
Verse 4
about nothin'
Am
Most likely I'm too intelligent
They say cuts heal, not much here
F
You forget about it or you get around it
G
Can't forget about it,
then you kill about it
Am
I'm a ordained street minister
Read the bible, but a finish ya
Still have trouble with letting go
F
That ain't my ho,
G
Am
I just thought it was
My friends laughed when I
kissed on her
Shoulda pulled my dick
out and pissed on em
F
My family on fire wouldn't piss on em
G
Am
Cold world, don't quit on me
Grind hard, get rich on em
Whatever you do just stack paper
F
G
My lil cousin Chief just called my phone,
and I'm like what's the problem
Am
"Heard about Lil Mocha? Nigga tried
him and Lil Mocha shot him"
Em
F
Bitch I'm going hard
It ain't no stopping,
G
do that for the bottom
Am
Everybody watching,
Em
E
Gates a great and he just made it out
F
Everything I make from profit
Am
God I promise, I'll invest in houses
Just give me another chance at life
Put me back in bounce
F
G
Went to jail, already had my strips
Am
Ain't no backing down
Shawty Spit Stacckz was
Em
in the cell with me
I'm laughing loud
F
This for all of you that
G
hated
Am
Panamaras backing out
Verse 5
Am
Niggas all on my dick (zip)
Bitches all on my dick (zip)
Em
F
Only God know my struggle
G
Had it hard so I hustle
Am
Don't fuck with none of you niggas
Em
Don't trust none of you niggas
F
Run up on me nigga I'm with it
G
Put a slug in one of you niggas
Am
Only God know my struggle
Had it hard so I hustle
F
And Everybody 'round me say
G
Am
I don't give a fuck a bout nothin', nothin',
Esus4
Em
F
nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'
G
I don't give a fuck about
Am
nothin'
Outro 1
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