way with the money, yeah,
that shit keep comin' and comin'
Been through the stack, I get rack on a rack,
I keep thumbin' and thumbin'
I did a show, caught a case on that road,
I ain't runnin' from nothin'
God on my side, I got nothin' to hide,
now I'm runnin' from nothin'
God got me, woke me up, took me in
Set me down, broke me down,
said make me proud
I came up, I rose up out the mud
Can't trust nobody so in God I trust
I'm a grinder,
oh ooh oh oh oh
You got the number one song on the
radio and you still gotta sit in jail?
I went in late,
I'm on the top rack by the lake
I'ma sleep all day and be up late
I had to make the best of what I had
I'm in the trap spot with the bang
Fuckin' a bad bitch with the brain
Double the carats, get the rings
Standin' on all ten in the game
Just say went all in paint
Cappin' the Merc and I'm
thinkin' 'bout Menace
Thinkin' 'bout Gunna,
new daughter, delivered
Thinkin' 'bout havin'
a car in the city
Under the tint,
she be showin' her titties
There was a time when my name
would get mentioned
Hard to stay fly when your
pockets is empty
Bentley pull up,
we gon' drop in there, simply
I'ma work out and go hard it's just
in me
Cardiovascular, cardio fitness
Get outta pocket,
we deal with it quickly
Lovin' a snake, turned around and it bit me,
right in the kidney
Havin' my way with the money, yeah,
that shit keep comin' and comin'
Been through the stack, I get rack on a rack,
I keep thumbin' and thumbin'
I did a show, caught a case on that road,
I ain't runnin' from nothin'
God on my side, I got nothin' to hide,
now I'm runnin' from nothin'
God got me, woke me up, took me in
Set me down, broke me down,
said make me proud
I came up, I rose up out the mud
Can't trust nobody so in God I trust
Hey look,
been to no funerals lately,
my partners, they dead or in jail
I fought the pain for a long time,
I tried a lot and I failed
But now it's time to excel,
they come on a metric ton scale
Say hold on to the guard rail,
flyin' outta here
From takin' a trip to supply,
to takin' a trip to Dubai
I done been shitted on by a lotta rap
pers and it don't at all matter
The ones that fuck with me know I'm one- thousand,
they know I'm all action
I'm a big general,
I could send a load and I'm Bread Winner life
I could cook off the pot or base,
fishscale I could lock
Re- compress fire ton in a box
Guerrilla hustle,
I done been on the block
Havin' my way with the money, yeah,
that shit keep comin' and comin'
Been through the stack, I get rack on a rack,
I keep thumbin' and thumbin'
I did a show, caught a case on that road,
I ain't runnin' from nothin'
God on my side, I got nothin' to hide,
now I'm runnin' from nothin'
God got me, woke me up, took me in
Set me down, broke me down,
said make me proud
I came up, I rose up out the mud
Can't trust nobody so in God I trust
Kevin Gates 
