Kevin Gates - Always Be Gangsta Freestyle Lyrics

#Kevin Gates

The bust down on my watch
Cancelled all my soul ties
Countertops in the Southside
Lettin’ the coke dry

I don’t get upset
I ain’t never duck and wreck
I’m a muslim, yeah
Let me know where you gon’ bump your head
Wanna post up on me, for some bread
Tell ’em I ain’t scared

Jumped the Hellcat with no Timb
Work in my BlackBerry
T-Shirt white, b**ch bright, feel like I’m Jeff Perry
Swaggin’ from the pipe
With hard pipe and she said Yes Kevin
What I told you ’bout that get it right
And she said, yes daddy

Rumors in the city
I ain’t worried ’bout none of them
Mix the H with the fiend
You could go fetch you a Benz

Bulletproof Cutlass Supreme
Necklace inforced with bling
Truck on the interstate
Make the Honda touch down with them ..
Rollie on glisten, ka-ting
Later this s**t was a dream
Bread Winner ego go inc
Jump in the whip and go skrrt

Come up from nothing
Gold teeth in the gutter, the street
Caught up with cutters and cleats
Thuggin’, I’m somethin’ unique

My children love me, my women infatuated
Pull the paper from outta that h*e
Everything platinum, ain’t regular standards
He tuckin’ that pack and I’m throwin’ them lows
These women mean nothin, they stealin’ my energy
From em it’s spinnin’ me outta control

F**kin’ with trash, I learned my lesson
Two hunnid K for a new perspective
Got my attention, that ain’t bad
Get out of line or I’m gettin’ you smashed
Tell me it’s up and I’m on your ass
I’m in the tank, I’m doin’ the dash
Keep your security ’round you
Know all you p**sy and I’m not scared of nothing
I’ma control the threats, I show the press
And tell ’em the pressure ugly
I made a lot of mistakes in life
But I’m up in rank, I’m growin’ from that
I gaνe a lot of you n**gas some stripes
But I ain’t aight, ain’t going from that

Raisin’ my son for the build the man
And he ’bout to live in reality
We open with prayer and we stick to the plan
And this is the only reality
Your moral compass is all you got
Life in general cold sport
The higher ups gon’ play polite
The system still do what they want

Cool to kick it, but always remember
That you still a n**ga when you go to court
Been in that blender with plenty of course
Blemish my image, ain’t with noise

Still tryna be a better man
Still I handle bidness like a gangsta
I’ma always be gangsta
I’ma always be gangsta
Still tryna be a better man
still I handle bidness like a gangsta
I’ma always be gangsta
I’ma always be gangsta

Respect the laws of the jungle
N**ga layin’ low down in the slums
I’m the same n**ga from the .. house
With Jermaine here dealing drugs
I’m the same n**ga had .. on mic’
Underneath the wing of the buzz
I just wanna see you come up
Quarter ki a grand tryna let ’em thug
I’m the same n**ga from the wild side
With the low tabs in the mud
In the bottom, standin’ outside
Gates got the c0caine in the bud

Rest in peace, Lil’ Fat
Droptop Jack, come in all black
Hit me back, pull on me and Julio
On Louisa Street for the pack
Let me take a n**ga back
‘Fore I graduated with them racks
The whole Southside eatin’ ..
.. and jumpin’ out Camaros

That’s when Big London had to lay
That’s when Big Head had to lay
.. airplane in the ..
We on airzone in the lair
Big yak havin’ the CTS
With the spinners on him, that’s a fact
I was uptown at the Eastern ..
White Stan Smiths with the tag
With the long dreads, bolo collar
With the low shorts let em sag
With the red boxes, with the white shorts
All four pockets full of bands

Ayy with all due respect
Come on man
Ayy, that’s me you tryna be, you heard
Ayy, haha, for real oklyrics.com
I don’t chill like that, like that
Ayy come on man, ..
I ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
It’s really nothin’…