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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Lyrics
Milan Sunil Modi
Milan Sunil Modi
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yung Lan
Yung Lan
Producer

Lyrics

Yung Lan on the track
Disgruntled nature, I've been labeled, I don't trust nobody
Behind the shell I had got shot, my **** tried to rob me
Went to the 'spital, healed up quickly but my legs crooked
I stopped by Foots, fetched the book before the feds took him
Money started slippin', team was actin' different
Bad brown-skinned chicks, kinda in my feelings
I'm in some monster beef, every whip riddled in bullets
Can't hustle on my street, police won't stop us from jiggin'
Picked up on homicide and posted bail in 30 minutes
Self-esteem low, I can't be seen with dirty tennis
I took Lil' Ashley back uptown, I'm tryna hurt her kidneys
Phone rang, look, bae get up, I got some work to issue
Real street ****, I'm the landlord
Approachin' me, you kiss the ring, but keep your hands off
My lil' one hold a shot with the ten roll
Top lieutenant bump the hip to drop the bands off
Real street ****, I'm the landlord
Approachin' me, you kiss the ring, but keep your hands off
My lil' one hold a shot with the ten roll
Top lieutenant bump the hip to drop the bands off
Alright, independent movie time, but we don't flex
You love your hoe, well, we got next
You got some iron, well, we on deck
I just do it, Nike check, CEO, I write the check
Stalkin' all my pictures on the 'gram
Why you ain't like it yet?
I just shot through in the brand new, yeah, you ain't likin' that
Precious Paul on early, bleeds a pair, Pathfinder all-white, no tint
New Z-28 Camaros, that's pressure, alright, get in
Say you see me at the gym at McKinley, why you ain't get in?
You 12, cocaine my Benz
Club specs, collar shirt, my lens
Wait a sec, let me call my ends
Give a shit who is not my friend
Come to think about it on the real
No matter what, gotta stand on 10
Lotta **** say they gon' kill
But me and you know who gon' kill
Real street ****, I'm the landlord
Approachin' me, you kiss the ring, but keep your hands off
My lil' one hold a shot with the ten roll
Top lieutenant bump the hip to drop the bands off
Real street ****, I'm the landlord
Approachin' me, you kiss the ring, but keep your hands off
My lil' one hold a shot with the ten roll
Top lieutenant bump the hip to drop the bands off
Yes sir, all well, sir
Written by: Kevin Gates, Milan Sunil Modi
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