Kevin Gates

[fox69]

"Hero"

"Hero"


Got on white drawers
Hope I don't shit myself
Got my brick watch me shit myself
Toothaching up in this bitch
Shawty smoking boo koo loud
They free my phone
Won't leave you lone

[Hook x2:]
A coward dies a thousand times
And a soldier dies uno
Immortals die zero, zero zero zero
Left up to me I'd rather die a hero

[Verse 1:]
Choppas out go blaaat kapow
Let me catch you slipping and you ride up on em
Riding round the median see us speeding
While chief grinning these tires shreeching out
One more fool stomach so unfull
Bet it don't look good when them heaters easing out
Lived everything you can seem to speak about
That's your bitch I ain't mean to freak her out
See what the desert eagle beak about
All I know is cocaine
My uncle been to jail free Lee Luke
Product of the dope game
Thinking back its just retrospective
Few people need to be reprimanded
Thugging bad with a bag of cash
Shoutout to Fee I got duffle bags
I survived shots with the gun cocked
Found out who it was I was unshocked
Played hot blocks let cops watch
Stacked money for a house now I run shop
That nine up in this bitch
Blowing Ryan up in this bitch
Pussy rappers smile but they pissed
All they rhymes sounding like shit
And I'm the shit

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2:]
Say Gates my girl just cheated on me
Fuck that bitch that's her lost
Look at it like that's another nigga problem
In New York they call that a jump off
Your dick will hate a good jump off
Choking smoking my lungs off
My bare bitch don't run cross
Spray the pump off make it slump y'all
Like a millionaire and I'm vision impaired as if all I can see is the loot
Beautiful women prepared for whatever I ask and they staring at me and my crew
No disrespect was intended for Kendrick Lamar don't know shit about liquor and pools
While in the water they giggling twos watch I hinder the threesome and lick her in pools
Follow me you
Niggas in twitter expressing they feelings because all they bitches unfollowing you
Talking that silliness not comprehending it what the fuck I look like talking to you
This ain't Street Fighter I'm not good at kicking it you must look at me like Ken or Ryu

[Hook x2]

 

[fox69]

"Hold It Down"

"Hold It Down"


[Intro:]
That nigga that is stupid as a motherfucker

[Hook:]
If I'm a dog on a leash this the right song
Love is free we can get it with the lights on
Love the way you get on top of me as you can see I mean know you down
Love the way you hold me when you hold it down
I told her not to mess around with gangsters
Out of her league I think she's falling for a game, woah, oh oh oh
Love the way you hold me when you hold it down

[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
Every morning I feel her tweet, kush and coffee
Really into the way that I kiss her pussy softly
Body language expressive, I got her pussy farting (Pfft)
My bad, probably shouldn't say that
Probably should have each one of my fingers where your waist at
Inches killing her slowly while we do it in slow motion
Love when I pull her hair while doing donuts on the sofa
Marijuana's my cologne if you pick up on my aroma
Habits that gravitated, we sexually stimulated
How the fuck was we just laughing at McLovin' making out in public
Now we out in public holding hands
Saying if you need somebody who can please your body, I don't see nobody but me
And both our hearts are pounding legs wrapped around me
Want you naked in my bedroom scene, just want you naked in my bedroom

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Kevin Gates]
I love the way your body smell like the scent of a nectarine
Cancelled everything, on the agenda
Who'd ever think, I'd be checking for someone or even being so intrigued
By something that don't even meet the criteria of the women that I used to love
So confused though encounter difficulty
Hoping you can help me through with those, things
Life switching it's night or morning with curtains open
Get through the boxes notice
The front of my shirt was soaking
Love to go in slow motion
I'm busting that pussy open
We sweating fucking the sheets
You scratching me when I'm deep
That ass clapping for me while
I stick my tongue in-between
Your nipples look like erasers
Look how you lookin' at me, grab your neck
Ready, set, grip your toes and kiss on your feet
Make your inner thighs, 69
You could be underneath
I'ma dog make you like those I love it when we naked my faces we should leave lights on

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Hold Ya Head"

"Hold Ya Head"


This goes out to those who in the grave
Loved ones emigrating, the others doing time
But we'll be just right
Hold your head, hold your head
But don't ever hold your head down
Everybody love it when you're broke, hate it when you shine
Back against the ropes, no frowns, we still smile
Hold your head, hold your head
But don't ever hold your head down

[Verse 1:]
Got it out the mud serving local in the trap
Couple faggots wanted me wacked, had me clutching gats
Pumping crack, crack smokers quickly coming back
I do about 55 ounces off of brick, it's jumping back
Neighborhood record label popping in my city
Dreadlocks, aqua green collar with a fitted
Headlock label say if I leave I get a headshot
Signed one contract, business venture proposal
Pay close attention, tricky dealing with hidden motives
Like I said I signed one contract, but noticed
Went to jail, came home, label playing me closer
Showed me two contracts with my signature and my social
What the fuck is that?

[Interlude:]
Let's be honest. When you check into a hotel and you sign for your room you don't write your motherfucking social security number next to your signature. I come they got my social next to my shit on two contracts. I only signed one

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
All I they ever told me was how blessed I was to be under them
Reaper'll kill you, God's children ain't the children of men
This for those who got picked on and teased all their life
Unspoken motives of the cruel, on my knees every night
Black termal up under army fatigue with a pipe
Itching a brick of biscuit, no need to mimick pretenders
Indeed I eat a business when enemies would befriend you
Until they see you defenseless and send a nigga to flip you
Strictly dealing the district, they leave the building, it's history
Back controlling the city with vacuum sales and them digits
Shitting on you bitches who wouldn't lend me a penny
Smiling everytime I'm sticking my dick in one of your women
Gates

[Interlude:]
A wise man told me that to get what you want you gotta know what the fuck you want. A wise man also told me that a double-minded man is unstable in all his ways. I'm up in focus

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Homicide"

"Homicide"


[Intro:]
I'm not the strongest man in the world
I never said I was
But, I fear none and I respect all
And if you disrespect it, I'm a die bout it

[Hook:]
(Shoot em' up) In the ghetto where we all grind
Sun up to sun down
Hustle all night (Shoot em' up)
Pressure on em, that's at all times
Take one of mine then I'm a make sure that we all cry (one eighty seven)
Homicide, Homicide (Shoot em' up)
Pray that it don't be a homicide
Homicide, Homicide (Shoot em' up)
Pray that it don't be a homicide

[Verse 1:]
Malcom X a religion but this ain't television
Go watch the movie then come back and try to tell me different
I swear to God I miss my nigga chest full of hate (I do)
Bullet in the chamber, pull up and go BANG
Doin' it for his kids the ones that Shud don't look after
Watching the news in a foster home, they father was massacred
In the hospital laid up inside my dick a decathetar
Heal up and go kill up everything in his family
Should've flipped me got to teach the bitch that tried to get at me
Left my nigga children on this Earth to be bastards
Bitch I'm up in the mornin', caught a slip, grip up on em'
At the red light through the windshield knocked out all his components

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Had to draw down, lay the law down for a month straight
Ain't no sleepin', nigga beefin', this a month straight
Band-aids on my fingertips, with gloves on I clutch chrome
Duct tape the bottom of my shoes, with the snub on
Up it, spray it to the pavement you a blood donor
Infrared, white shirt, red all the blood on it
Throw a bag of drugs on you, for the crime scene
Drug-related homicide, closed case, crime scene
Extender stick out, BLICKA BLOCK and didn't dick off
Thought that was your bitch she set you up, caught with your dick out
Trail you to the club and catch you thievin' out that bitch
My decoy fight cause a distraction leave you leakin' out that bitch

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"I Don't Get Tired (#IDGT)"
(feat. August Alsina)

"I Don't Get Tired (#IDGT)"
(feat. August Alsina)



[Hook - Kevin Gates & August Alsina:]
I was trying to get it how I live
I want them dead presidents
I want to pull up, head spend
Get it, get fly, I got six jobs I don't get tired
I don't get tired
I don't get, I don't get tired
I don't get tired
I don't get, I don't get tired
I don't get tired
I don't get, I don't get tired
Get it, get fly, I got six jobs, I don't get tired

[Verse 1 - Kevin Gates:]
Full time father, full time artist
Asked God, he said "grind harder"
Learn from every time you ever fail
If it never fail just grind smarter
Iron sharpens, you the dagger
On they hindquarters and they all acting
Rap game, I'm a pallbearer
Kill me and get a call after
First look, it was all laughter
Kevin Gates, no small matter
Made men believe what they didn't believe
Dive in the crowd, no safety harness
Got in the booth, no safety on it
Aim and I shoot for the stars
At the awards I ain't win no awards
Only meaning one thing, don't get tired, I go hard

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Kevin Gates:]
Me and the woman I love on an a air mattress
We share a car, my hair nappy
Couldn't afford flights, no air travel
Stale Rice Krispies like sand and gravel
I can atest to men to what can happen
The moment you follow your heart
Keeping the faith even when it get dark
They say give up as I tell them "get lost"
Six weeks ago I just purchased a foreign
Most likely the one that you cannot afford
Right foot on the gas
Balenciaga be accelerating, I'm doing the dash
Chick that I'm with, shorty be doing her shit
And it's okay to say that she bad
Look to the right and I give her a glance
Pray to God we don't, pray to God we don't crash

[Hook]

[Bridge x2 - August Alsina:]
Only meaning one thing, don't get tired, I go hard
Don't play with the hustle, you eat or you starve
Don't mimic pretenders, just be who you are
Ain't never change, been like this from the start
Only meaning one thing, don't get tired, I go hard
Don't play with the hustle, you eat or you starve
Don't mimic pretenders, just be who you are
Get it, get fly, I got six jobs, I don't get tired

[Hook]

[Outro - Kevin Gates & August Alsina:]
I don't get tired
I don't get tired
I don't get tired
Get it, get fly, I got six jobs, I don't get tired

 

[fox69]

"I Like That"

"I Like That"


Tell the vallet pull the car around
I'm bout to vamp
Real nigga hold it down anywhere I'm at
Big booty she a stripper man I like that bitch
Tattoos, pretty titties, man I like that bitch
Super plug with the drugs and I'm on a bag
Young nigga in a foreign
Watch how I do the dance
Big booty she a stripper man I like that bitch
Tattoos, pretty titties, man I like that bitch

Long weave,ass whopping
Every body watching
My lil partner fuck with her lil partner
Partner, where your partner
Dick her down and she don't like no condoms
She want feel that blocka
Cut up in the car while we on Highland
Make a left on College
Okay, hold up, whoaaa that's that sausage
Come on, bae, massage it
Way you walk and talk you got me
Lord, I can't camouflage it
Big booty gorgeous, I'm retarded
Know you're used to ballers
Saddle like a horseback, that's that lager
Drop it off, retawdid

Poppin bottles in my section
Flexin on her exes
Might put a baby in this ho
Shawty know she sexy
Pussy niggas looking reckless
But I don't respect it
You know I stay clutching that iron
And you know I'm messy

Tell the vallet pull the car around
I'm bout to vamp
Real nigga hold it down anywhere I'm at
Big booty she a stripper man I like that bitch
Tattoos, pretty titties, man I like that bitch
Super plug with the drugs and I'm on a bag
Young nigga in a foreign
Watch how I do the dance
Big booty she a stripper man I like that bitch
Tattoos, pretty titties, man I like that bitch

Bartender bring the water
Got me going harder
Know some real niggas that can make it snow it August
Diamionds awesome, Concrete ceiling, Auto Departure
Chinchilla carpet, car come equipped with secret compartments
Can't be calling and you stalling
Mistreat you, treated me awful
Swag flawless, Out my top on that liquor, no alcholic
Arch your back, lock your knee caps backwards while leaning forward
I might blow another band on that pussy, trickin, I bought it
Auction

Poppin bottles in my section
Flexin on her exes
Might put a baby in this ho
Shawty know she sexy
Pussy niggas looking reckless
But I don't respect it
You know I stay clutching that iron
And you know I'm messy

Tell the vallet pull the car around
I'm bout to vamp
Real nigga hold it down anywhere I'm at
Big booty she a stripper man I like that bitch
Tattoos, pretty titties, man I like that bitch
Super plug with the drugs and I'm on a bag
Young nigga in a foreign
Watch how I do the dance
Big booty she a stripper man I like that bitch
Tattoos, pretty titties, man I like that bitch

 

[fox69]

"I Love It"

"I Love It"


[Hook:]
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it
Not to be cocky but they do it all tryna win
Middle finger right up, big smile on my face
I don't get impressed by too much
I'm gon' keep it real, keep it real
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it

150 dollars for a haircut
Remember bein' broke and I ain't had much
Fresh kicks, no whip, hard to add up
Got on my grind, I'ma pray they have them bad luck
Balenciaga, Margielas
Bread winners set a world record
I took my team to the 'chip
Bought us all some new whips, to the death you forever fly
Think what you want, we in the sky
Boarded a plane we know why
I'm not endorsing getting high
She like when I'm stressin', it give me body
New coupe, matte black, peanut butter guts
Porsche truck, BM, she the runner up
You ain't gotta say a thing when you live your dreams
Crack a smile, mess around, blind everything

[Hook:]
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it
Not to be cocky but they do it all tryna win
Middle finger right up, big smile on my face
I don't get impressed by too much
I'm gon' keep it real, keep it real
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it

I could never let 'em turn my momma lights off
Do whatever to survive, need it right now
We the ones pretty girls used to turn down
Now I got a nigga sweatin' all up in her mouth
And they jumpin' through a hoop, doin' backflips
And they say they get aroused by my accent
Interstate, go and get it, comin' back with it
Booty club, cuttin' up, throwin' racks in it
Throw it back, get it
In the club turnin' up, throw it back get it, get it, get it
Throw, throw, throw, throw it back, get it
Told my sister we okay, what you worried bout?
Kevin Gates, I'm the one you prolly heard about
Get a couple years, bounce back from the pen
I'd do it all again for my kids, they the world now
They the world now
Get a couple years, bounce back from the pen
I'd do it all again for my kids, they the world now
They the world now
I say I'm turnt up in this bitch (?) right now
And I don't know how to turn down

[Hook:]
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it
Not to be cocky but they do it all tryna win
Middle finger right up, big smile on my face
I don't get impressed by too much
I'm gon' keep it real, keep it real
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it

Emotions on my sleeve, I can't even lie
Copin' with depression, I don't even try
Not to mention bad denim with some women
Tend to get all in my feelin's, even contemplated suicide
Deep secret, keep it in-between you and I
Late night text message, baby you reply
You ain't sleep yet? Baby I don't get tired
Who would have thought I was a snorter and I hit a line
Who would have thought I was a snorter and I hit a line

 

[fox69]

"I Need It"

"I Need It"


[Intro:]
Turn it up, let me hear it
Turn it up, let me hear it, Oh DUMB

[Hook:]
I need it up in my life
Every night I get on my knees ask but
Heaven ain't been speaking back (speaking back)
I need it up in my life
This goes out to every ghetto every project who know losing's not an option
I need it up in my life (yeah)
All this money cars and clothes
You know I'm balling out control, on you hoes

[Verse 1:]
They attempt to label me inhumane
I believe in God but not your God
Last nigga got outta pocket on the wrong decor got broke off
What the fuck is up with these A&Rs
Criticizing music they can't make
Poking fun at my struggles I don't find shit funny
I live in places that ain't safe
2008 I got my leg blown off
Any given day could get my head blown off
Rest in peace to Tyree Edwards
Bullet in his head got his head blown off
Tried school was a great kid
Academically I excelled in it
Grew up poor got teased a lot
Cause my school clothes had a smell in 'em
Same shirt four weeks straight
On the block grinding, got sales in 'em
Juvenile detention my case worker said I might be headed for a crash course
No father figure role models up in prison all my jump shots hit the back board
Head-on collision, not watching while I'm steering
No air bag, head hit the dash board

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Approaching me and wanna shoot the shit
But pretend as if they're here to help Gates
Behind my back in front of label heads
Saying "Kevin just won't cooperate"
Missed flights, showing up late
I live life didn't rap about it
No time to live, my time for them
How the fuck I'm gon' rap about it
Speak the truth or rap around it
And in a wrap around I rapped about it
Tragic ending for some family members
In heaven sitting wishing I was with them
Instead I'm stuck in this hell on earth
With pretend friends who think of ways to get me
Couple niggas I loaned money
Said they got me and never get me
Tell a bitch no I'm never guilty
Still ain't got no guilty feeling
Always telling me what I should do different
But can't explain why they ain't winning
My own blood just turned against me
In disbelief I'm like "not true"
Devastated, got caught off guard
When I seen the switch I'm like "not you"

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"IDGAF"

"IDGAF"


[Intro:]
As a wise man that think if I possess the game in my mind
The reason I wear shades you can't see the pain in my eyes

[Verse 1:]
In the rain storm in the blizzard, expressing all of my feelings
Pause, never took me serious, naw, mama never wanna listen
Stomach hurting my pockets empty how dare a nigga wanna tempt me
In the dark room all prayed out, I ain't never sat in no Bentley
Hustle hard in the alley way by Ms. Cita house I'm getting it
Wrecked my car Chris laughed at me, like I ain't supposed to remember
Wish Wig was still living, wish Shrimp was still living
Wish Joe was still living
Look at Chris how he tripping
Young troll just hit the phone
But he don't keep it a thousand
Ray Vicks just jacked him, and he ain't even see bout that
Now he telling me 'bout that
Seem to me he ain't 'bout that, nigga let me get a thrill juice
You don't have it now, but you gone have it later
My face card worth a hundred bands
Game recognize game baby, my lil brother lil Terrance Hines
I'd die for him and go to war behind him
Real niggas, all around me, bitch niggas ain't round me
Talkin Massachusetts exclusive, somebody bring it back
Cocaine made me smile but I cried
Ain't think my team a rat
Stroke know I love em
But nigga around could say fuck me
How that go when I fuck with nigga, ain't nobody gone fuck with em
In the neighborhood that I grew up in
They call it the southside, everybody house overcrowded
Forcing them to hang outside, my lil cousin Corey, hustle hard in fruits town
On the boulevard with the roof open like damn Ced what I do now
Me and Bees and Rodney, ice cup and it's muddy
You don't like me then fuck you
Probably dap me off and say fuck me
God forgive me next nigga play with me
I'll probably kill they mother
Make the funeral you in trouble
A lot of guns out and they bustin'
Pussy rapper talking shit on Twitter
But out in public it's nothing
Discussion had and I bump em
If looks could kill, I would've been dead
Bitch I'm with give real head
But I don't trust her that much
Let me slip and go back to jail
Watch how many niggas she fuck
Let me slip and go back to jail
Watch how many niggas she fuck

[Hook:]
Niggas all on my dick (zip)
Bitches all on my dick (zip)
Only God know my struggle
Had it hard so I hustle
Don't fuck with none of you niggas
Don't trust none of you niggas
Run up on me nigga I'm with it
Put a slug in one of you niggas
Only God know my struggle
Had it hard so I hustle
And Everybody round me say
I don't give a fuck a bout nothin, nothin, nothin, nothin, nothin, nothin
I don't give a fuck about nothin

[Verse 2:]
Most likely I'm too intelligent
They say cuts heal, not much here
You forget about it or you get around it
Can't forget about it, then you kill about it
I'm a ordained street minister
Read the bible, but a finish ya
Still have trouble with letting go
That ain't my ho, I just thought it was
My friends laughed when I kissed on her
Shoulda pulled my dick out and pissed on em
My family on fire wouldn't piss on em
Cold world, don't quit on me
Grind hard, get rich on em
Whatever you do just stack paper
My lil cousin Chief just called my phone, and I'm like what's the problem
"Heard about Lil Mocha? Nigga tried him and Lil Mocha shot him"
Bitch I'm going hard
It ain't no stopping, do that for the bottom
Everybody watching, Gates a great and he just made it out
Everything I make from profit
God I promise, I'll invest in houses
Just give me another chance at life
Put me back in bounce
Went to jail, already had my strips
Ain't no backing down
Shawty Spit Stacckz was in the cell with me
I'm laughing loud
This for all of you that hated
Panamaras backing out

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"IHOP (True Story)"

"IHOP (True Story)"


I ain' gon lie I be getting a little emotional
Go head record it out
I be getting a little emotional when I be doing this but,
It's him with that camera, that shit be throwin me off
You ready?
Start it off
(You go)
You ain't gotta leave out, it's just I know I'm on film ya heard me?
So it fuck with me a little bit
You ain't gotta go nowhere though
You can sit down and stay
It's a true story
I ain't gon forget my words
Start it off

I was chillin in a Ihop, overheard a conversation
Both of them niggas killas, one of em was Michael Caden
Big brother The Jason
I went to school with him
His brother got killed, so now he keep a tool with him
Live around the corner from his two daughters, no father
That's when the waitress came over like,
"May I take your order?"
Give me the breakfast sample
Orange juice and a Coke
That nigga looked at me and nodded
He said I never spoke
Like what the fuck them niggas lookin at
That's what I heard the other say
Looked a mean muggin way
Nigga turned the other way
Had to turn deaf ear, Satan was in my left ear
Like go and council, you a nigga nobody could see you
Show them niggas that you real
Nobody could be you
I walked over and asked him
You wan take it off your shoulder?
Hand checkin him in his face
Tellin him I'm a soldier
I ain't no fucking drug lord
I ain't the type to try to be
Ten years of aggression, you don't wanna see that out of me
Jagged ass Smith and Wesson
Bangin' Sangin' I gotta be
That nigga, that nigga
All started on a Tuesday afternoon, me and my bitch got into it
Unnecessary fools, just toolin, her hair ruined
Found out from another chick
Livin out of town
In an upstairs apartment, that was three corners down
Click spot for my round
Jeff used to scope pounds
Tanya ran into me, her and Amber they ran into me
Me and Tanya remained cool
Amber's man was pussy
He ran to the block, and sent some niggas from another hood
They came back, and black masked up
Just like I knew they would
Runnin' out there buckin loud
Niggas only laught at ya
Hard not to bang when you got bitch niggas attacking ya
Up to 40 caliber, oncoming passenger
Scuffold through the tourist section
Stole all the traffica
See him with his clique
He used to mug, but never buck with them
Used to keep a smirk because my old lady was fucking him
Ain't no need to get mad
I'm thinking I ain't never fuck with him
Hit one of my niggas up, we bargained on his brain
Fucking with my little brother, who frequently snort the cain
Dapped him down as I passed him
What's hannin, where's Twerked em?
Back was turnt the whole time
Little brother ran up and murked him
Issued him two to the dome
And worked him with the chrome
And to this day, I can say
I set him up, and he's gone
Three months prior
I'm downtown, meeting Lisa McBoyd
I'm in town handeling business for Floyd
He couldn't make it, I'm a take it by myself
I'm awating a vaction
Three bricks going to Kurt, coming home from Las Vegas
On the phone with Joe, finishing a conversation
That say I was gonna be off, cause he was at a graduation.
Well shit, I'm on my way out of state to meet Mason
He told me to be safe and any problems, I could page him
Jeff sitting patient in a vacant location
Not knowing that we were stopping in another metropolitan
Tanya texts Jeff, still waiting, replied obviously
"Hope your cousin Kevin ain't fake, and he ain't jivin' me,
Or trynna get me up to the Jake's plotting on robbin me"
Tanya said "Kevins my cousin, he wouldn't lie to me, whenever y'all had talked,
He was right here on the side of me, they in the real estate and probably lookin
At property."
Free lease
True story