Kevin Gates

[fox69]

"Smiling Faces"

"Smiling Faces"


[Intro:]
Say bro, I love you 'til death but bitch you gon' hit it
Or you gonna lay on top of it
Get the fuck up nigga you ain't dead yet.

[Verse 1:]
Just got the word from above, placing my heart in this message
Evil's after your soul, people smart with deceptions
Keep a sharp observation, allowing no infiltration
Of those you let in your circle
They get the chance,they gon' hurt you
They be counting your pockets, and you can tell by they comments
Incident with my car, when my nigga wanted to drive it
I told him no, he flashed out, texting my phone talking violent
And told me put him in a song and he was catching a body
God protected my body, I fear no nigga breathing
I feel like David and Goliath, hungry pack of hyaenas
Showing they teeth when I'm eating
Bitch, do it look like I'm cheesing?
Took my lick like a man
Then came home to the streets
No defeat!

[Chorus:]
When everyone's around I bet you had a ball
Killing emotional attachments with the alcohol
They say they love you and that for you they do anything
You find it awkward that their eyes don't say the same thing
Changing lately, beware of smiling faces
Entangling, betraying, beware of smiling faces

[Verse 2:]
These murders weigh on my conscious as I take too many showers
I need a woman to hold me, help me forget all my problems
It 5 A.M. in Toronto, being she down here for college
She says her major's psychology we're both into astrology
This moscato was sweet, inhaling sticks of this broccoli
Hard to sleep on the side of me, seem too much is bothering me
Memories haunting me, jumping up out my sleep
She might say, "Bae, it's OK," and put me straight back to sleep
I do this three or four times, my life on constant repeat
Reason I can't quit syrup, my anxiety be fucking with me
Every bitch I'm with find out I ain't shit
After three weeks of just fucking with me
It's a fucked up feeling when you looking in the mirror
And everybody just pretending they fucking with me
Who fucking with me?!

[Chorus:]
When everyone's around I bet you had a ball
Killing emotional attachments with the alcohol
They say they love you and that for you they do anything
You find it awkward that their eyes don't say the same thing
Changing lately,beware of smiling faces
Entangling, betraying, beware of smiling faces

 

[fox69]

"Soldier Man"

"Soldier Man"


[Intro:]
Say, say Tasha say Brianna run over there and bring me my cup ya heard me
Bring me that right there
Nigga already know my swagger sit on the ceiling with hopes of grabbing a million
If rap don't happen to happen its back to bagging and pitching
How can a child heed they father when he somewhere in the pen
30 days from my release right back in the streets again

[Hook:]
Prayers go to heaven, when you close your eyes
The gunshot sounds come as no surprise
When living in a soldier man town
When living in a soldier man town
No sunshine skies are grey
But we live this night and day
I Guess I'm living in a solider man town
I Guess I'm living in a solider man town

[Verse 1:]
750 Li, dive in the streets
You learn to shallow your pride or you die tryna eat
Kevin Gates, don't know what to call it, forever me
Whatcha months like, I ain't sold grass since 17
God I know you in control of the cards and you deal em right
My dawg gave his heart to the Lord, and got hit with life
At least we still see him, not at all freedom
Family pictures without you in em, we not at all cheesing
Something about your daughter, the way she be looking at me
Give her toys, and I spoil her, she still don't be looking happy
Niggas look crooked at me, symbol of success
Bread Winners Association got the emblem on my neck
Out of town Beto and Brian we talking brick money
A8, R8 Spyder, we talking whip money
Pigeon on the strip, feet hurting, you talking trick money
Had to get a job to survive, cough up your rent money

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Lord bless me with another topic, public defender
No dream team, no Johnny Cockrin
The mothers of my children got they own specific ways
Head first in the game, keep hunger pains away
When Grandfather passed away, I heard him say you the man of the family
Never thought the Judge and the DA's would try to slam me
Now I understand that it, ain't no understanding
Money in my hand, my respect, I'm demanding
Label label me reckless safe to say a loose cannon
Fast cars, fast broads, and penitentiary chances
Broke it off they like family, big dawgs got involved
Now the kid is outstanding
Nike sweats, White G-Stock look who out standing on the block
Fiends passing, watching things harassing
Stop it, in the street I'm tryna see a profit
Can't go get a job, I ain't got no other option

[Outro:]
True life confessions, expressing what I believe
Scars on the surface, with mines I can bleed
Everything I lost, eventually Ima see
Lay my life down, holding my weapon willing to squeeze
Stuck in the street life
Sucking my teeth like
Hustle to eat, while I'm, clutching my heat
Object of the game was to stack and get out of here
Shoulda never changed, so I'm trapped, can't get out of here

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Stop Lyin'"

"Stop Lyin'"


[Intro:]
Ahhhh
Own up to your bullshit
Yeah it's about that time, damn don't you look foolish
Cause you know, I know, you know you lyin'
Yeah right, uh huh, yeah right mhmm, yeah right stop lyin'
Yeah right, uh huh, yeah right mhmm, yeah right stop lyin'

[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
Confrontation is the conversation
Your contact - erased it
Can't take it - no patience
Major mistake is me believing in you when you say shit
I thought you changed well since you can't I can no longer take it
Go head and face it, plain and basic, different occasions
Gave you my trust and you apologized and then betrayed it
Shame on me, further repeat, I'm all out of favors
And nothing else can save you...
Guessin' you missing integrity
Still gotta focus on what's in the head of me
Great understanding of me as a whole, probably one of the reasons you scared of me
Fiction you telling me, stupid expecting me
Thinking that I'm a believe what I'm not believing
Excuse me, I'm sorry
I abruptly beg and pardon

[Hook:]
Ahhhh
Own up to your bullshit
Yeah it's about that time, damn don't you look foolish
Cause you know, I know, you know you lyin'
Yeah right, uh huh, yeah right mhmm, yeah right stop lyin'
Yeah right, uh huh, yeah right mhmm, yeah right stop lyin'

[Verse 2:]
Realest ever, relentless ever, inevitable that I win
Never say never again, though a fasaad is the way to pretend
Never be basic again, a stage ain't for the faint hearted
Processed it all, but I ain't bought it
But thank God, I can thank God
Fell in a miserable state, when no one you fuck with will look in your face
Gave up alone wen the weather got lonely n you be the only one that you can blame
Shit ain't the same though as it was plain
Focusin damn and go hard in the paint, fuck with the K it affect when you grindin'
I own the prize, and you're more like a lion
Soar like a eagle, without all the lying, trying
Trying to be something you not, I say I got, you say you got
I say I'm not, you say you tried it, If it happen to me then it happened to you
Or someone you know, or someone you fuck with
A lot shit be counterfeit, you no longer someone I fuck with...

[Hook:]
Ahhhh
Own up to your bullshit
Yeah it's about that time, damn don't you look foolish
Cause you know, I know, you know you lyin'
Yeah right, uh huh, yeah right mhmm, yeah right stop lyin'
Yeah right, uh huh, yeah right mhmm, yeah right stop lyin'

[Outro:]
On everything that I love, everything that I love
On everything that I love, man I had enough
On everything that I love, everything I love
On everything that I love, man I had enough
Ahhhh
Own up to your bullshit
Yeah it's about that time, damn don't you look foolish
Cause you know, I know, you know you lyin'
Yeah right, uh huh, yeah right mhmm, yeah right stop lyin'
Yeah right, uh huh, yeah right mhmm, yeah right stop lyin'

 

[fox69]

"Strokin'"

"Strokin'"


[Verse 1:]
Say my name out loud
And the pussy deep, you talk to me!
Looking at me like that, you did it all
Don't talk to me!
I been home like sixteen months
And the way that you call, like you never had dick at all
Kissing in the car,
While in the park garage you go slipping off your bra
Oh, oh, damn your tities soft ' lifting up ur skirt, slip your panties off oh, oh
Hands all over your body!
Licking on it all no feelings involved
Watching water fall took no time at all, pussy
What we doing won't hurt nobody!

[Hook:]
Looks like I've seen you in my dreams, or in a magazine
People asking who are we (when we roll around)
Though things are not as they may seem
Won't you like you want me
Skip to this bed room scene
And it's going down!
Stroking in slow motion
Stroking in slow motion
Stroking in slow motion
Stroking in slow motion

[Verse 2:]
It's gangsta I be putting her hands all the way behind her back
I'll be diving when I be diving she be dick dick dick
Fall off in the club, niggas say, 'what up?'
No walking around, but you're a bad bitch,
I see you looking, I want the pussy , fuck, talking about it!
Leave with me, get fucked good
That gangsta shit, I'm all about it
On the floor, leave the bed made up
Real street, nigga, none of that made up
Lay you on your back with both legs up
Eat the dick with a lot of spit
Sixty-nine, we can try again
Love the way you smell love to feel your skin
Hands together, I'mma hold them back
Put the head in, and I throw it back
Arch you all the way to the ceiling
Get your booty licked while you make it clap
Uh, nasty! A lot of tattoos get at me
Face underneath your waist
While my fingers scratching your scalp
You keep squirming all on my couch
You left nipple all in my mouth!
Ask them hoes about me, I kill pussy
I know you know what's that about!

[Hook:]
Looks like I've seen you in my dreams, or in a magazine
People asking who are we (when we roll around)
Though things are not as they may seem
Won't you like the you want me
Skip to this bed room scene
And it's going down!
Stroking in slow motion
Stroking in slow motion
Stroking in slow motion
Stroking in slow motion

[Bridge:]
Now turn around
Sweating like a storm cuz we don't kid around
After this you could tell all your girlfriends
How I just dick you down!
While kissing on your shoulders, and I make you bend over
Give this dick like I'm supposed to
I'm stroking in slow motion
I'm stroking, now hold on

 

[fox69]

"Strong"
(feat. Young Scooter)

"Strong"
(feat. Young Scooter)



[Chorus:]
I send this out to my soldiers up the road again
Still breathing probably never coming home again
Looking up to heaven asking where did we go wrong
And tell me why forever got to be so long
And be so strong but we all break down
Staring through the bars down a long hallway and there's no way out
Out of sight out of mind got me looking at the world like they forgot about us

[Young Scooter:]
I got some niggas down the road and they ain't coming home
I think about them everyday I'm getting my hustle on
But talk to him every day they got cellphones
Realness behind while getting they jug on
Put yourself in my shoes he probably won't survive
I thank God everyday I open up my eyes
Another thanks to my lawyer I escaped a dime
Any charge I ever had I took that shit to trial
Don't get caught with that cocaine
Gotta be smart in the dope game
The world is full of snitches
I hope I never go to prison

[Chorus]

Got a lot of brothers probably dead or doing life
Public pretender the first offense he caught a flight
Had an old lady but she got tired an took a hike
Mother getting older she starting to lose her sight
Mail call never hear his name nobody writes him
Got a couple pictures of old memories they hurt to look at
Reminiscing about the what ifs hurt to look back
In the cell hearing screams in the night
Used to like the fight night fight for his life det's the feeling
Stomach to the ceiling in a room full of killers
Living room resentment don't wanna hear about religion
Dis another story det ain't gotta have a ending

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Talk On Phones"

"Talk On Phones"


[Hook:]
Been a gangsta you can check my fingers, I don't talk on phones
Black coffee, sippin', chillin', thinkin
I don't talk on phones
Bad bitches blow my line up daily
I don't talk on phones
Just got a text, hit back check on my baby
I don't talk on phones
Data towers giving up location
I don't talk on phones
Transaction next day make the papers
I don't talk on phones
Wiretaps lead to open cases
I don't talk on phones
Kept it solid, see through poker faces
I don't talk on phones

[Verse 1:]
Dirty dollars, just jumped out the booth, then went bought a Cou
Wanted millions, with respect like Menace all throughout the booth
Really thugging, ball shake back from nothing, I could work the streets
To the ground, out of town with killers, won't sleep when its beef
Hit yo phone, pull up by myself, and I play for keeps
Talkin' reckless, you could keep yo necklace, see me better eat
It's on the Bible, I'm the last survivor, dirty slip on cleats
Business discreet, spilling my guts to no bitch, that make me unique

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Hitta on the table jumping (Hello?) cell (knock knock)
Hol' up I'm coming
Check the camera, oh that's Chuck? Let em in and take his money
What you got? He spending twenty?
Take this fifty, get back with me
1.0 weigh on the digit
Grams I'm lettin' em go for fifty
This that drop no soda whippin', I'm the sickest in the city
Stripper shakin' ass and titties
Money I throw counterfeited
Yeah I told you I was ignant, bitch I meant it really really
I got dope behind my ear
Under my New York Yankee fitted

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"The Prayer"

"The Prayer"


[Verse 1:]
Overseas mixtape tourin'
You was probably thinkin' bout me doin'
Fuck around with me, thumbin' through the sewers
Needed moisture, wouldn't give you urine
Rest in peace Puerto Rican J
Yo no me canso, what the fuck he say?
[?], who the fuck are they?
With her mother, probably where she stay
Fat, black, nasty, who your baby daddy?
Sure as hell ain't Puerto Rican Gates
Name in my ear, real 'til you squeal
You no longer silent, on some gangster shit
Hoe get out your feelings
All on Instagram
Internet beef, lil' dirty stinky bitch
Hate I mean this with all my heart when I tell you
Fuck your mama, I just bought a whip
[?] you pussy where you niggas gotta sit
Sayin' pussy cause you sure ain't gotta dick
[?] Breadwinner, fuck that other shit
I-I believe in a sky a higher power
Shots fired by your favorite rapper
Partner - boom boom boom - God got my body
God time to shine, I'm not satisfied
Lucas on the line, shut up hoe be quiet

Hoes wanna fuck Breadwinner Ron
Come on say you don't, hoe you know you lyin'
Pretty motherfucker, jokers say I'm ugly
Where your real hair? Hoe you know you cryin'
Uncle be blowin' up a nigga phone now
Uh uh nigga, come on keep it where you kept it
Took a lot of L's, I became a veteran
On a set-back, I be steady steppin'

[Islam Prayer]

[Verse 2:]
Double duck city, tooly rang movin'
Out the chain gang, 40 with the drum
Same nigga in your party goin' dumb
Diamonds in my mouth, I don't let it run
Rihanna wanna suck a real nigga dick
Really going down, [?]
Partner wonder why she won't let it [?]
He don't keep it real, hit him on the flip
Meet me 'round the corner, burn him with his kids
Why he got the biz?
He know what he did
Ain't no love when the winners really win
Peddle drugs in a rental, spin your wheels
Junkie name bought a spot, I pay the bills
Cocaine residue up under fingernails
All on top the table and on every scale
Pops [?] for me, I want every pill
Winter cold summer, never know the feel
Sirens pull up, we already know the drill
Whoop the charge, but we couldn't beat the ride
Schemin' on me, see the look in people eyes
She a demon, while she speakin' I'm a slide
Nigga winkin' I ain't even muster surprise
Calm in projects, on my feet I need to drive
[?] close to twenty-five
Five years ago, when I was twenty-five
Twenty-five, facin' twenty-five to life
Receivin' in, wasn't even read my rights
A bitch you want some money, she can take a hike
Me, myself, and I took my own advice
Breadwinner films, built an enterprise
Had to shoot some shit, dependin' on which device
Go in inner law, rappers tellin' lies

Keep it platinum, never change homie
Heard they 'posed to got some change on you
You go platinum, family change on you
Mouth is platinum, spout some change on them
I never stress when I'm touchin' me
Think 'bout it 'fore you run up on me
Some will say'll say that they don't fuck with me
Probably cause they cannot fuck with me

[More Islamic Prayer]

 

[fox69]

"The Truth"

"The Truth"


You gotta think
I make a lot of music about the struggle
I don't mind going through the struggle
This just another one, ya heard me
(Say Kevin bruh, man what the fuck I'm hearing?)
I will not be disrespected
(What's going on out there?)
Nigga or bitch
(Damn bruh you dropped the ball)
I know, I know, I know, I know
(Man you ain't representing me)
Imma shake back

[Verse 1:]
Man in the mirror you way out of order
Go to jail who gonna look out for your daughter
All on the news bout what happened in Florida
Posted on Worldstar a iPhone recorded
She grabbed my dick overreacted, I'm sorry
Two or three times I had already warned her
Edit that part out, I don't Like to argue
My children go with me to every performance

[Interlude:]
Wrong you should have respect for yourself
You a queen and you wasn't respecting yourself
Ever been disrespected, you know how it felt
You don't have to like me go love someone else

[Verse 2:]
Father forgive me I fucked up a blessing
When ever I fall you the only one to catch me
Let's change the subject; I gave a confession
You put me back in it I bet I go extra

[Interlude:]
Wrong you should have respect for yourself
You a queen and you wasn't respecting yourself
Ever been disrespected, you know how it felt
You don't have to like me go love someone else

[Verse 3:]
SauceLord Rich way they got me feeling
I don't get tired, I got ten jobs
I am Zuse bumping Lito when I'm chilling
Imma Breadwinner that is my religion
Don't comment on twitter let you know I meant it
I might like her picture
I'm like nigga really?
I'm like Bobby Fisher eat my competition
I'm ready to die, You gone have to kill me
With you right or wrong, Don't believe in switching
Nasty from the shoulders watch how I switch positions
Put him in a blender my heart been December
Put him in a spitter, can't be reassembled
I'm a real nigga, really made mistakes
Never ran away, I am not pretending
High school back when I was at McKinley
I still fuck with Scooby, shout out to lil Brittney
Stay with black guys, niggas always pickin' on a bright nigga
I am really with it
Damn my homeboy always in his feelings
This ain't bout him, I'm just reminiscing
He was cracking jokes, always being silly
I was doing me fuck a public image
Passionate I can be extra sometimes
Brasi turn back into Kevin sometimes
Ain't right in the head, look back up in jail
Lord don't let us get put back in the cell
Washing clothes in the toilet water (Damn)
Drinking out the faucet had to use your hands
Gunna on the phone "They got you looking bad"
For a punt return they gone run it back
Deal with it, Kevin stand up in they chest
This the same girl was pulling out her breast
Got them on the line tryna get a check
Remember who you are, they envy your success
Diamonds in your mouth all around your neck
Black and Hispanic the worst you could be
I think to myself they must hate Puerto Ricans
Father Moroccan my mother Boricua
Daddy a Muslim, My mother a Christian
I read from the book, a lot I don't remember
Santeria beads Karma comes along
Now they want me gone like I'm Farrakhan
Praise you when you up; kick you when you fall
Throw you to the vultures, sniper pick you off
In a court of law brought you to the floor
All my young rappers that can fit with me
Learn from my misfortune don't get in your feelings
Be an individual you go to prison
I just took a stand with my saggin pants
I just tell the truth like I'm Jesus Christ
Meant to say Jesus
I'm who they don't like
Imma move around I don't like the vibe

God up in heaven you know that I need you
To the polices just make me invisible
To all my haters just make me invincible
To the police just make me invisible
To all my haters just make me invincible
I just thank you to all my haters you make me invincible

 

[fox69]

"Thinking With My Dick"
(feat. Juicy J)

"Thinking With My Dick"
(feat. Juicy J)



[Hook - Kevin Gates:]
Got money, retarded
Don't want her if it don't clap when she walking
Not too pretty in the face, but she super thiiiiick
I'm just thinking with my dick
My shit dumb
I'm just thinking with my dick
My shit dumb
I'm just thinking with my dick

[Verse 1 - Kevin Gates:]
Skip the line, on my mind
VIP going mad
Bandz a make her dance
With a bag full of zans
Got my Vans in advance
Acting bad on them tabs
Pants cost a grand
Put that ass in my hands
Duffel bag full of cash
She a model? I'mma get her
Seen 'em now
She stop, popped, and squat by the zipper
Thinking out loud
My dick probably trynna kill her
Helpin' somebody
The bitch wiped off the liqour
Going live
Long hair, shawty ride like Geronimo
Sayin' I got the gas
I ain't talkin' 'bout Conoco
Knock the whole click down
I'm talking like dominoes
One hit wonder
When we finish, adios

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Juicy J:]
Me and this bitch ain't gon' make it to the suite
I'mma put her on her knees right here VIP
I'm a dog ass nigga, I'm not fucking with no fleas
If I saw that bitch again, I probably won't even speak
And why you taking care of that bitch?
Wait 'til you find out that we sharing that bitch
Head trippy with your girl and her girlfriend
Bet you never even knew she was a lesbian
Man that girl swallow nut like an elephant
Stupid nigga, probably thought yo bitch was celibate
Like a dentist with a drill, I be digging in they mouth
First they swallow all my children then I kick them bitches out

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Thought I Heard (Bread Winners' Anthem)"

"Thought I Heard (Bread Winners' Anthem)"


Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they wanna break one
Thought I heard somebody say they wanna break one

Me and my lil ho, we be out in public
Catchin' feelin's, I be fuckin' ho without the rubber
Kick a bitch ass, go to jail, beat up her brother
Disrespect me, I'ma die, that's just how I'm comin'
Shots fired, they playin', they just might hit me
Mic check, smash the gas, let the light catch 'em
Catch you with your clique and do somethin' bad
Talkin' shit that you was talkin' on the 'Gram
My momma taught me how to not be loyal to a woman
They gon' let your loyal partner rip when you not lookin'
Success is nothin', I'm thuggin', I'm goin' out my mind
When shawty brought that pressure you was scared to go outside
Talkin' bout me bad to Ciana but it's obvious
Cause I'm gettin' cash like Ciana, buyin' property
I'm the truth, chosen one, couple niggas said it
Why you mad at Kevin Gates? Ain't you gettin' paper

Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, fuck a bodyguard
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, fuck a bodyguard

Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance
Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance
Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance
Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance

Lookin' mark at me, that fraud, I'm bout to step on somethin'
Got a house full of puppies, better not step on nothin'
Where these niggas was when I used to sell rocks?
Shoutout everybody in the working cell block
Me and Molly with the 30 round Glock
Breadwinner Ron party rockin' non-stop
Say you sorry, go let God forgive you, I don't hear ya
Note to self, them niggas ain't really fuckin' witcha
Note to self, them niggas been gettin' comfortable
Rap your ass off when you tired, that shit'll humble you
I don't get tired, when you tired it come from under you
Jump by, jump on songs, do what a grinder do
Cocaine in the streets, MC Hammer
Bumpin' the Steven Carol with the black bandana
C-Loc nigga, concentration camp anthem
Sippy you get jacked, kidnapped, held up for ransom

Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, fuck a bodyguard
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, fuck a bodyguard

Jay Lewis, do the Jay Lewis, watch that Geaux Yella
Margielas, bumpin' gold yellow with a cold Stella

Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, fuck a bodyguard
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, fuck a bodyguard