Kevin Gates – No More (In Studio) + lyrics

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Rapper, Kevin Gates goes fiercely into the studio churning out some smoky bars in a freestyle he titles “No More”.

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No More lyrics

[INTRO]
Don’t give up, no matter how rough, just don’t give up (yea)
I’m living like that, I ain’t lost my touch
Wanna be around you
(Beat Zombie)
Breadwinner Ron come and start this bitch over
No matter how rough, just don’t give up
I’m living like that, i ain’t lost my touch
(Beat Zombie)
Big weight, forklift


[VERSE 1]
I tried to show you I love you (I’m blessed)
Ain’t gotta show nothing no more (I’m blessed)
Must want me to run behind you
I ain’t doing no running no more
(Plugged in) I got a new hook and I’m up in rank (up in rank)
In pain, ain’t numbing no more
Breadwinner Don, we Michoacáno
Te amo México

[Chorus]
Metric ton, love
I done powered up, I done powered up
Metric ton, love
I done powered up, I done powered up
Big weight, off the forklift
Heavy metal, oh yeah
Up in rank in the cartel, up in rank in the cartel

[VERSE 2]
Tellin’ my plug “I fell in love
Considerin’ no longer sellin’ drugs”
He told me I had his blessin’ and she must be special
I responded that it was
Life in the fast lane comes with a rush
The heart still wants what it wants
(Ahh, what you do)
The heart still wants what it wants
Skipped out on a meeting and go see my decent mechanic
Was mendin’ a broke heart
Ship a container, got left at the dock
And probably got hit by a coast guard
I cry, I cry
I die inside
I swallowed my pride and tried everything I could try but you left me with no choice, but to go hard

[BRIDGE]
I’m H.I.M – His Imperial Majesty
Benz driver, big timer
Breadwinner anatomy

[VERSE 3]
Santiago, pick up the satellite phone, I need you right now
You mi familia, and I’m in tears, my heart is bleeding right now
Said that he knew I be back as all women are wicked and they only love themselves
Told me to take a lil time when I’m ready to grind
He gon’ send me all the work I can sell

[INTERLUDE]
I swear to god I harbor no resentment towards you
Baby, I still love you with all my heart
You didn’t make me bitter, you made me bigger

[BRIDGE]
I pray God touch your soul and get rid of the coldness in it
Learned to let go of my feelings, got back in the building
And got me a load delivered
I pray God touch your soul and get rid of the coldness in it
Learned to let go of my feelings, got back in the building
And got me a load delivered
Puerto Rico gang land
I pray you be there when the plane land
Puerto Rico gang land
I pray you be there when the plane land
Private runway, we all fall in love some time
Say, private runway, we immediate this time
Say, private runway, (Puerto Rico) gang land
I pray you be there when the plane land, love

[OUTRO]
I’m a five star nigga with a ten star dick
I got a button on my hip that could send a lotta bricks
Hey, I swear to god, I’m not gon’ play!

Kevin Gate – Double Dutch + lyrics

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Kevin Gates is back and he’s giving it everything he’s got on this new track titled “Double Dutch”.

Sounding like a repentant street urchin, Kevin Gates reflects on his thuggery and hard knock life, right now he seems to appreciate life like never before.

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Double Dutch lyrics

[Intro]
Yo Pi’erre you wanna come out here?
Who  you talking up?
Ay,  please leave me alone
I’m on the Breadwinner swim team
I dived into you shit


[Verse 1]
Every  night I pray to God that the Lord forgive me
Somebody  try me and don’t top me‚ then they coming with me
You just be talkin’‚ I be stalkin’ with that mini Glizzy
You  ever cross me‚ I’ma lay you in a coffin with it
I been thuggin’ all my life, this a cold sport
Big ol’ Muslim up in rank, and I’m like Jeff Fort


[Bridge]
Bread Winner‚ big driver
Bitch,  you ain’t living like I’m living, you a dick rider
Bread Winner‚ big driver
Bitch, you ain’t living like I’m living, you a dick rider
They know we move like ghosts out here
I’m moving in the signs of these nine you heard me?
I pull up by myself solo, presidential
I got 10,000 angels with me, you know what I’m saying
[?] was knowing how I was coming

[Verse 2]
Division 9 gang members saying they gon’ fly today
I got my shirt off in this bitch, like why this bitch ain’t flyin’ yet?
I’m up in rank and mutual con, I got Mehico and fog
I got bricks of that perico, I’m a Puerto Rico dog
They said I couldn’t kill my way to the ClearPort
But where I’m from, you want respect, you gotta kill for it
Hold up let me take this call, this lil’ bitch, her fine-ass
Put that pussy on me slow, bow-bow, grip her fine ass
Our videos, we don’t post, old hoes do the most
Me and bae made a toast, look at them like jokes
Get to turning up my nose, if they ever wanna approach

[Chorus]
Like what’s happenin’ with you?
I hope you know I ain’t just rappin’ with you
I had my back against the ropes, you started actin’ different
My nuts be hangin’ to the floor, I got that package with me
Straight off the boat, I got that dope and got to swaggin’ with it
Ay bitch, I double up, I have the gutter tucked
I bought a peppermint flip to a buttercup
I’m not ashamed to admit, shit, I love a slut
I like to hit from the back, grip the bubble butts

[Verse 3]
Amsterdam, by the water, bitch, I’m in a dam with it
Used to do Camaro’s on a slab with the wham in it
Now I’m seeing things, living foreign, sippin’ teas, I’m important
Yellow thing, we recording, riding me like a ‘Rari
I’ma keep standing tall, tatted back, and I’m scarred
Like a [?], big dreams, got ’em all (Thumbin’ through it)
I’m in magazines, I don’t pour it
I’m takin’ chances, made a champion
Half of you who judge me, probably wouldn’t know what disaster was
Phone number’s platinum, I got action on the cannabis
We not like we used to, you not on my calendar
Heavy in my new coupe, no one in the passenger

[Chorus]
She like, what’s happenin’ with you?
I hope you know I ain’t just rappin’ with you
I had my back against the ropes, you started actin’ different
My nuts be hangin’ to the floor, I got that package with me
Straight off the boat, I got that dope and got to swaggin’ with it
Ay bitch, I double up, I have the gutter tucked
I bought a peppermint flip to a buttercup
I’m not ashamed to admit, shit, I love a slut
I like to hit from the back, grip the bubble butts