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Kevin Gates - Street Nigga Warrior Lyrics

[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
Could go and get a job but I'd rather stay and stack
Funny some niggas working they ain't never pay it back
(Haha)
Get down dirty, go and touch 'em up
They momma like they momma, so that'll kinda fuck her up
Low key, them collared shirts got a button up
You say he got a lot of blow, he better button up
100 stacks, you owe this to the game, but you surprised?
Man, you know this never changed, and besides
You'd probably blow this on a chain
Now take me to the safe 'for I blow this on your brain
I try to earn cash, and they ask me where
I get it from
Nigga keep feeding me that work then I'm a nigga son
Z28's with 8 fuckin' cylinders
Furnish my apartment with Ashley Millennium
Bitches keep asking if Gates ain't feeling 'em
Take 'em home, pin them to the gate where I'm sending them

[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
You gotta keep in mind, I'm a street nigga
Who kept it in the hood, real street nigga
You get out of line, I'ma get street with you
Dead game, bottom line, let them heats hit you
[Verse 2: Kevin Gates]
I got in shape, I ain't take a lunch break
The devil in my face for 11 months straight
I let 'em eat for 7 weeks, I layed off 'em
It ain't safe in the corner so I stayed off 'em
Get it straight, what you mean "I got other plans"?
That hard, white, that tan, I'm like hustle man
I got that peanut butter, mm, in my other hand
I'm from a state you stupid, you die for it
Buy a brick, I send it in Louis Vuitton luggage
Buy ten, I throw in the Louis Vuitton duffel
That mini Mac 90, Louis Vuitton muscle, on an island
Like "Who wanna be a millionaire"
My king player speak Spanish and got pretty hair
I'm in the game, but I'm steady trying to ease out
I took away from the streets but never reached out
I hung around, took a peep at the top
I never knew dreams could be achieved from the block
Say I never knew dreams could be achieved from the block
Say I never knew dreams could be achieved from the block
I never knew dreams could be achieved from the block

[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
You gotta keep in mind, I'm a street nigga
Who kept it in the hood, real street nigga
You get out of line, I'ma get street with you
Dead game, bottom line, let them heats hit you
You gotta keep in mind, I'm a street nigga
Who kept it in the hood, real street nigga
You get out of line, I'ma get street with you
Dead game, bottom line, let them heats hit you
[Verse 3: Gus]
My jacket went from rabbit to chinchilla
Ruth's Chris for dinner
Still be In a rental blowin, killa with a killer
My main focus in life was grind and get money
God show me the light so I rhyme to get money, remember
On the air with them grams in my hand
I'm a man, took a stand, never stand on the stand
Want green? Got peas, you can handle 'em for me
Probably touch more keys than a janitor will see
Flip faced component, handle by the seat
The hammer in my reach for dismantling your teeth
Knock ya brains out ya melon, leave them splattered on your cheek
Now everything you thinkin' all scattered in the street
Baffled by the street, no exchange, this a robbery
Cooking over flame, blow the 'caine, a commodity
745's, they crack pipe gray
With cream colored seats, over cooked dope beige

[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
You gotta keep in mind, I'ma street nigga
Who kept it the hood, real street nigga
You get out of line, I'ma get street with you
Dead game, bottom like, let them heats hit you (ugh)
You gotta keep in mind, I'ma street nigga
Who kept it in the hood, real street nigga
You get out of line, I'ma get street with you
Dead game, bottom line, let them heats hit you (ugh)