Taking Off - Kevin Gates

Bread Winners at the round table look who live that fly life

Marijuana high time making sure my vibe right

Chick real fine thick thighs in the lime light

Discussing aspirations only to get my mind right

This is Benz precision

This is air bag carry on aromatic suspension

Fake rappers should mention (Kevin Gates)

You faggots all gay, this fake rappers convention

Reason why they like me reason they an’t feeling you

Believe in God not in the facade that I’m bullet proof

All you talk bout is killing ain’t nobody shoot at you

Fed the hood in the park Dead Game grilling stakes

Had a couple hundred grand don’t know how a mill a taste

You niggas paying for a hit I get it on the love

Selling keys me and B watching out for bloods

Side line beef keep it street get it out the mud

Watching movies in my condo Perkins Row

I often wonder if my neighbors know I’m working blow

Responsibility acquired due to crack alley

Watching out for back stabbers better with the mathematics

I’m in Shenanigans not a bit embarrassed

I’m the shit you niggas lame and you lack swagger

Let my dreads hang don’t do a otta braging

Catch me late night lurking on a collage campus

Girls dormitory taking off designer fabrics

I bend your girl backwards on the bottom mattress

You prolly think you know yo girl but I know her best

I know her pussy got an odor she be over dressed

You notice every time she round me it’s nothing to say

I rub between her crotch stick my fingers in her face

Oh I exposed one you know what’s up nigga

Pick up the phone yo Foots come pick me up nigga

(I ain’t never ask for it with no nigga but I dam show gone bring it believe

that)

Change on my brain and every body want it

Don’t be misguide body armer got a body on it

Walk up on side me nod at you and somebody on yah

Last nigga tried died hes a fucking goner

Behind somebody house on a fucking corner

I’m like damn lips you was like my lil brother

All of ya’ll took you to the mall like my lil brother

Nigga choked you out put his hands on you

You was round me nigga never put his hands on you

Nigga respect me bitch I’m out here

Niggas hide in the house they don’t come out here

I be telling niggas chill for they own good

Bitch ass nigga ant even safe in they own hood

I ain’t playing round bitch I’m spraying rounds

Shit so gangster make your main man lay em down

Shit so gangster make your main man lay em down