“Talking To My Scale (Freestyle)”
I wanna talk to a plug I can call myself
Finished the Khaza album got cold feet I got a question I go in again
All white flannel black amiri jeans can’t hold out on none of my men
I want my team here right now
You think I don’t miss em’?
You think I don’t wish I was with em’?
You think I don’t wish they was out’chere runnin’ up millions?
But they somewhere sitting in prison
Don’t really do jewellery, Gold Rollie’s Presedential
This watch sentimental, Talk to my scale
This clock got credentials, Zip lock in a digi
Caught us a sale
This spot still in business, This box go to Memphis
Benz drive to Virginia, Baltimore quarter shipment
DC redistribute, Big lathe know this my only way from home
Right back to Virginia, Twenty books of the deally’
Take a nine of the phenty’
Two-fifty every chicken
Take out the wrap, Dissasemble
Hit it with a half in a blender
Shift it in the jack, Got it settin’
Recompress it back, Vacuum seal it
Working out the back, In the fitness
Only stating facts, How I’m livin’
Talk behind my back, I ain’t trippin’
I could get you whacked I’m a hittah’
Shorty made it back in the rental
Make a trip, Prayed for this, Paid her rent, Gave her dick, Gangsta shit, Bae’ you the realest
Paper getting stacked to the ceiling
Made her ass fat in the clinic
Hit her in the trap, Smack her ass, Grab her hair, Bea’ feel it in her kidney’s
Main bitch went to trippin’
Now she wish she would’ve payed attention
Now she wish she would’ve stayed committed
All of this ice and I can’t turn the heat on
Speak on me I don’t compete with a Peon
Fly in a bundle like my neighbour Deon
Passenger seat move discreet in a Neon
Under the feature a homie would three em’
Hittah young new then we lick up the achievements
The Back of the booty club we get our eat on
Big general pendant, My diamond cut emerald, Got ice in my eagle, My Breadwinner peace us
Subliminal messages that never insulted me
New state of mind okay nobody talk to me
New bow and arrow just playin’ my archery
Get Khaza gained my grandfather talk to me
At night when I’m sleeping my grandmother talk to me
Tell her fulfill “I feel like something missing, this stitch cause some killing I can’t get it off of me”
Positive aura this street shit apart of me
Phone on do not disturb nobody callin me
I don’t take orders respect that I’m grown
Fresh out of prison and I done got strong
You can’t do that cos’ you can’t be alone
Speaking Spanish, I got pretty hair you know I’m a big plug
Pants saggin, tennis chains is platinum you know I’m out the mud
Speaking Spanish, I got pretty hair you know I’m a big plug
Pants saggin, tennis chains is platinum you know I’m out the mud
On an island, like who wanna be a millionaire?
With Kingpin, speak Spanish and got pretty hair
On an island, like who wanna be a millionaire?
With Kingpin speak Spanish and got pretty hair
Man, you know I accept it how it come ya heard me
Sometimes that bitch be like 35 and 2473
Sometimes they be like 35 with some change, you know?
The dip in the middle really be 8 grams ya heard me
I’m in the slow lane, I’m in the middle lane and the fast lane ya heard me
You say you wanna better now work the blender in the summer ya heard me
And ima cook it in front’cha you know you wanna go the other way you know
Ah, you know
You know pull up with your shooter and come holla at me ya heard me let him run it you know ay
After that you know th-there you go
I’m on 25 em’…yeah for them
You know, ay
You know, ay
Ay, you know?
Leave all that in there…leave all that in there
About Kevin Gates
Artist: Kevin Gates
Related Songs: Super General (Freestyle) Lyrics
Born: February 5, 1986 (age 36 years)
Full name: Kevin Jerome Gilyard
Nationality: American
Spouse: Dreka Gates (m. 2015)
Children: Khaza Kamil Gates, Islah Koren Gates