Correction Lyrics Road Trip / Put That On Everything by Kevin Gates

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All alone in my solitude, looking at the stars
All alone in my solitude, looking at the stars

out of focus, I'm frequently losing focus
Feelings in the way as I battle with all emotions
Ten toes down, I'm standing up in devotion
I was born again, I finally have emotion
Forgive me for my sins, I'm knowing they see me growing
Protect me from my friends, I'm knowing that they opposing
Jerome looking at me, he just smile, I meant to say Jerome Crawford I'mma make you proud
Thanking God for what I am experiencing right now
They look up to Gates, look inside of everybody image, see a touch of Gates
Had a good friend, but you killed him, throw my love away
Now they in their feelings cause they can not get in touch with Gates
Curb Boy Trell, big God of the North
I slang it raw, seeking no applaud when I talk
The godmother came to me, told me I was sacred
The world gon' be greateful, the other ones gon' hate you
got me through the Matrix
J-Real, I appreciate all of the conversations
Although I was hardheaded, still reaching my destination
I got uptown hustle, I come up from under Big London
Showing love, expecting nothing, the money come in abundance
Showing love, expecting nothing, the money come in abundance
It's 'bout that time, almost time, not right now
'Bout that time
I got 'em in the slow cooker you heard me

cashed out, money everything
Remember when I used to sag my pants everywhere I go
You should know, I'mma show my a** everywhere I go
Now she calling me on speed dial, wanna retrial
Hell no, [you can betrail], you can leave now
I'm speaking up the code, have my back against the wall
I just gave them a lil tap, they caught an overdose
I was praying in a Rolls, now we in a Holy Ghost
All alone in my solitude, looking at the stars
Wondering if Meek Mill ever miss Nicki Minaj
When you taking care of everybody sh*t get kinda hard
When you come up in the ghetto, you don't [...], you get robbed
When you come flat broke, we would share the same clothes
Hardest thing for me to do was let my main man go
[... mentions me], I hope that he know that I love him
Relatinships with toxicity are kinda productive
Now these labels hit the [phone], on the phone all day
seated in an office down a long hallway
B*t*h I'm turned up now and I can't turn down
me and Dreka turn down
selling my soul
Lot of diamonds I'm wearing, shining platinum and gold
life is not fair
God blessed me with an angel, got somebody that's rare
And I realised that when she play with my hair
When she rub on my face, pick the bumps on my back
Look at all of that a**, whatchu doin' with all that
Jam make a jelly now shake it like that
Now we in my big truck, taking road trips
Focus, tryina keep it in the road still
I promise I'mma keep on being a lover
Already got a lover, so I cannot be your lover
You not commited to anything, you distracted by everything
I put that on everything, got Forges on everything
Got Forges on everything
Now we in my big truck, taking road trips
Focus, tryina keep it in the road still

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