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Super General 2
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Kevin Gates
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Bitch, I'm in New York with it, right now, I swear to God (???) (???) This ain't no fairytale, nigga Kill 'em These niggas ain't your friends Jealous of what you got, but they disguise it with a grin Count your pockets, document it, watchin' everything you spend (They do) Envy in they heart, secretly wishin' it was them What you ain't did for them? Same ones to tuck they tail when it's time to get it in (Real) If I tell you that I love you, put my life out on a limb Real stand-up guy, I'm someone you couldn't have been Since the age of thirteen, I been standin' on all ten If we had a disagreement, you still livin', I let you live Told somebody that you checked me, you somebody I ain't wanna kill Bread Winner, top been amputated when I grip the wheel Name ringin', I done graduated, really in the field Nothin' ever been substantiated, what you ever did? (What you ever did?) Check the belt, souls evacuated, bodies, I got kills (Come here) I want the whole house, what we don't speak about give you a chill Go ask junior boy, too late, no backin' out, we clutchin' steel You ain't got the stomach for it, reach it to me, give it here Deep down, I'm dyin' on the inside, and ain't no way to get it fixed Take one of mine, we one for five, but mine is not by accident Go ask Brave David, it take a man to stand over a kid God forgive, grr, take a man to stand over a kid (Where we goin'?) Lil' bitch (Don't nothin' chill), it take a man to stand over a kid Cleanse my scars, I'm retarded out my mind, I'm tryna heal Just a thought, collision center in the city I'm tryna build Not for cars, but brave hearts, we repairin' broken men I just left our ceremony, I got fly for this shit (Yeah) No surrender, no retreat, I'ma die for this shit Chicago in the court of law, I dived in a nigga shit (I'm out my mind) Elevated up in rank, sayin' I supply the projects Uber driver, please maneuver Luca Brassi to the projects (Ya dig?) Watch I stand on Nation Business Lock it for self-respect, free Jeff Perry, we the business Help free everybody else, but left me stranded in the prison (Huh?) Changed the culture single-handed, and nobody wan' admit it (Be for real) Goin' hard, ain't win a GRAMMY, still I'm harbourin' resentment Ones I trusted left me scarred, look how they did me in Virginia (Did me in Virginia) ??? the twenty piece to lil' one, I ain't charge a single penny First the video recorded, really ought to get two-fifty (I ought to get two-fifty) That nigga stabbed in my heart, showed me love when I convinced 'em Tyson's corner, jewelry, performin' while makin' an appearance Baltimore, every corner, they be quotin' all my lyrics And YB, J Mann diamonds come from NBA, it hit different Told Fatt he could grab the pot, the Pyrex lock without the blender Mo was right there by the door, I'm at the store, he could bear witness His OG who bought the odor want me to show him how I did it (Yeah, I did that) Folk just smile, I get excited whenever the Yola go to simmerin' (Sh) Talk my shit and show Lil Thyme how to throw bakin' soda in it On the phone I am North ??? wan' get in my face, I'm duckin' the game, but still affiliated wit it Raised the bar but bout to split my wig, I'll hit you when he finish Hold up, bling-aling-aling, they say that shit make God deliver Fresh out the clink when Toby told me that Fat Trell had just got sentenced (Damn) When Toby passed the phone to speak, "Fat Gleesh, bitch, I love you, bitch, I miss you" Told to Rell to grab me somethin' that ring whenever he got to pick up Drilla 701 to 703, my new lil' flip be goin' dumb Big Lack was shoppin' in New York, like, what you want? I'm 'bout to geek Everything you did for whodie, I ain't gon' lie, bitch, you the realest Think I'm cut like that for real, this shit ain't one, it's just in me I can't accept no money from you if we both the same religion (South East DC, it's movin' time, we just made history in the trenches) Shoppin' for new clothes, exclusive Louis store outside of Philly King of Prussia Mall, Big Lafe just called and blessed me with some slippers Said I really appreciate his gift 'cause nothin' was ever given All the money in the world, would've never thought he wasn't with me They threw Wichita between me and Chris Bo, that's how you livin'? Free of charge, I did a beef for dawg that I ain't even mention Hit the internet pretendin', tryna fornicate my image They was pillow talkin' 'bout me, I forgive but ain't forget it The people you was gossipin' with tried to get me for the ??? I treat your children like my children, I'll never get you injured All praise be to Allah when everybody went against me I done came back from the dead and put my team back in position Cuban kilo, emerald flooded (Bling-blaow, bling-blaow) Water gushin' out my pendant Bread Winner Alumni thuggin', Audemars and Richard Milles Lamborghini Revuelto kitted, I just ordered, it ain't finished The 'Rarri parked ???, you should've caught me in the kitchen You fuck my bitch, I fuck your bitch, but I don't get off in my feelings Sometimes, it hurt to keep it gangster, can't complain, can't do no trippin' (Suck it up) (I ain't doin' no trippin' Doin' no trippin', homie) Get my weight up, make 'em feel it Pay 'em back when I get busy She arch her back, I pull her hair, she toot that ass up for a nigga Her bootyhole be winking at me, I punch dick inside her kidneys ??? platinum, chandelier ??? Know your Porsche look like my Porsche, but this the Turbo S edition Turbo S Know your Porsche look like my Porsche, but this the Turbo S edition (Turbo S edition) R.I.P. Gangsta Reezy, man, what up? Know your Porsche look like my Porsche, but this the Turbo S edition
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