Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates - Not Really lyrics
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(Hook) Trust issues got me being cautious, not friendly Niggas rollin' swishas, do I wanna hit it? Not really Blood in the streets for any one of my nigga I'm riding solo, I be striving with that 9 milli I'mma baker you kill me, I'mma make you kill me I'm a different type or real, I can't make you feel me Neva disrespect me, I'mma make you kill me Made it to polices in my city, I'm already guilty (Verse) Judicate, the housing where I'm residing is already boarded up Don't go hard, it's hard, go hard as Starbuck, work, work it up Don't come up to talk to us for nothing, exit is for rummy(?) Been here in the streets, I see police, they don't protect and serve Hands on the badge of a bad one, stretch him, make him hurt Young niggas go berserk, he's in pain, taking narcotics Can't reside in south side, find nothing about it Nobody ever give us, taken, resort to robbin' Education in the game which came to my reviving While on the move, bump the future, ain't no way around it It's cool, caught up chasing loo, take a break, I doubt it Out chasing to the flow, nothing else to say about it (Hook) Trust issues got me being cautious, not friendly Niggas rollin' swishas, do I wanna hit it? Not really Blood in the streets for any one of my nigga I'm riding solo, I be striving with that 9 milli I'mma baker you kill me, I'mma make you kill me I'm a different type or real, I can't make you feel me Neva disrespect me, I'mma make you kill me Made it to polices in my city, I'm already guilty (Verse) These things make a don block, someone shot Children make the news, small murders, that any town got He just want some shoes, you fooled, you got around that I don't like niggas who be talking out of town Solid object, gotta turn into profit, feed my pocket Fiber optic going brr-brick-bra-brrra, my type of violence Born a hustla, die a gangsta, why not move in silence? I'm the original my self, can't be no (???) All these lames that come behind me, pulling out on sideways Now the Impalas rockin' , braid with the auto cocker Listenin' to Starlito Other rappers are fuckin' liars 100 gang, come on Fire, fire fire, fire (Hook) Trust issues got me being cautious, not friendly Niggas rollin' swishas, do I wanna hit it? Not really Blood in the streets for any one of my nigga I'm riding solo, I be striving with that 9 milli I'mma baker you kill me, I'mma make you kill me I'm a different type or real, I can't make you feel me Neva disrespect me, I'mma make you kill me Made it to polices in my city, I'm already guilty