RUMORS Lyrics – Kevin Gates
God forgive me I’m a sinner
Lights and play reader play this contraction
Block the signal built a case for me melted but bullets did not get delivered
Face bleed my signature envelope return to summer
32 of the magazine Mac 11 I put feeling dealers bad
Polo t they was there for me i can feel it
Whole unit held nuts on me talkin’ bout me to play they ***
Whole unit went duck on me when it’s up I’m in the trenches
Me and stroke great minded Carlo windows tinted mind your business
Winners unemployed to you, you don’t even give a mention
Keep my name in his *** seater, he must be in his feelings
Look abrasy big general reaching block to my lieutenant
Said the tone in the interview they tune in and say it’s healing
Willie cheese may a lobby please I just said a prayer for gilling
Old friend big brother snitching and he ain’t get him interested
Before you speak on me look please go fine me them two niggas find me one who stuck dicking me or the one I snuck to prison
Shell catcher smell like fingernail polish when it clap
Paramedics yes put the yellow tape around the trap when we was cheerin’
Too much cup we accidentally caught a hat
Told my uncle no more fast lane, he told me you’d be back
He told me you ain’t commit ***, lil one did that to himself
Coca Cola soda bath yoga class to make it stretch
My conscience be messin’ with me
Make me think I need some help, hmmm
Just turned on the digit in the kitchen by myself made
Stand up you ain’t got two heads under your belt and pick your pants up
Flip something in the can I know how to off the handcuffs
Calling on the booth and bought me cause I ain’t walking no cowards
Ex stop one of my partners cause he don’t keep it 1 thousand
Used to share each other clothes over products or public housing
Hardly rock with the real really solo how I be rocking
One day I pray to God to send me booku, bricks of powder taught us smart as nights as taller
Balling water I got power
Two black eyes a broken nose when I had focused
I got doubt it nowadays
For he who try and catch your mom and upside down graduated to waffle House
Back then it used to be McDonald’s
Created brick creation’s pmor cotton in polo collars
Drop the ball cap pull up park the whip pop out it monster status
Silver back you got to yard under the towers long as I’m here make sure moves your minds is still receive they flowers
After this might send a bliss go talk to God you take the shower
