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the prayer - kevin gates lyrics

[verse 1]
overseas mixtape tourin’
you was probably thinkin’ bout me doin’
f-ck 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 f-ck he say?
[?], who the f-ck are they?
with her mother, probably where she stay
fat, black, nasty, who your baby daddy?
sure as h-ll ain’t puerto rican gates
name in my ear, real ’til you squeal
you no longer silent, on some gangster sh-t
hoe get out your feelings
all on instagram
internet beef, lil’ dirty stinky b-tch
hate i mean this with all my heart when i tell you
f-ck your mama, i just bought a whip
[?] you p-ssy where you n-gg-s gotta sit
sayin’ p-ssy cause you sure ain’t gotta d-ck
[?] breadwinner, f-ck that other sh-t
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 f-ck breadwinner ron
come on say you don’t, hoe you know you lyin’
pretty motherf-cker, jokers say i’m ugly
where your real hair? hoe you know you cryin’
uncle be blowin’ up a n-gg- phone now
uh uh n-gg-, 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 n-gg- in your party goin’ dumb
diamonds in my mouth, i don’t let it run
rihanna wanna suck a real n-gg- d-ck
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’ im’ma slide
n-gg- 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 b-tch 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 sh-t, 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 f-ck with me
probably cause they cannot f-ck with me

(more islamic prayer)

- kevin gates lyrics

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