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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Lead Vocals
Reo
Reo
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Gilyard
Kevin Gilyard
Songwriter
Ramon Owen
Ramon Owen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Reo
Reo
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
What the fuck?
Hello
What up nig?
What up ****?
Shit, chillin'
Shit I said, I'm just cooling brah, I'm just cooling
But look, I'm about to get it in right fast
****, I love you
Lemme do this, I'ma call you later
Alright ****
Alright I love you boy
Love you too ****
[Verse 2]
Gladiators on deck
Drug user, don't drink sprite
And when I do it ain't pink sprite
A lot of lean, it's purple
Trust issues, don't trust really
No two point conversion
Won't run it after I touch down
My punter kicking this defense
[Verse 3]
I tried to get to this weekend
Where was you when I was slumped over?
Gums hurting from an old bullet
In front the toilet while hunched over
Puking all of my insides
Stab wound from an old friend
Well at that time we were close friends
They said I killed him in cold blood
We wrestled for the gun but the gun went off
He up'd the pistol, looked him dead in the eyes
I've been ready to die, so **** do it, Gates ride, I really do it
I'm serious too ****, really do it
Turned his head, closed his eyes
Aimed the tool, started shooting
I didn't die, my life a movie
[Verse 4]
4:30 AM never say when
It's five in the morning
And your children are somewhere on the corner
6:00 AM water boiling
Think I'm addicted to the strong aroma
[Verse 5]
When I was touchin' McKinley
Erin really my best friend
And I was loving her best friend
Bright Brittany with the long hair
You know I favor all my lil sister
She stole a Jag for her to come and get me
I was buying dope, in and out the system
Brandy fucking my **** Ray
At the same time, he fucking cold sweatin'
He the track coach and a asshole
Know that didn't have shit to do with this
I was just stating the facts though
Jessica 'round me, talking sexual 'bout me
She bent over in front me
From the back while I'm pounding
Now it's over, bitch get up and get out
I most likely forgot to mention
But we was in my trap house
Just brainstorming in the game for me
These thoughts and the ideas
No regrets for the shit I did
That also mean for the **** I killed
[Verse 6]
4:30 AM never say when
It's five in the morning
And your children are somewhere on the corner
6:00 AM water boiling
Think I'm addicted to the strong aroma
Written by: Kevin Gilyard, Ramon Owen
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