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Waddup Homie Pt. 2

by Kevin Gates

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Almighty God, I ask that you be with each and every one of our brothers and sisters That's lost, that's found, that's incarcerated, that's free I pray that You bring our loved ones home, immediate release Visitation at the prison, on the list, I'm rockin' bling Name rang, they know my face, it ain't no need to see ID Used to pull up foreign, park the whip and hop out VIP Lawyer told me 'cause of COVID, I can't come inside the bing (what you mean?) God answers prayers, be back quicker than you think Ain't it a trip how time fly by quicker than you blink? Just rolled through our ghetto, it ain't like it used to be Everybody on that H and my lil' baby sellin' D (for real) Shit they sayin' on that internet, you know you can't believe (man, come on) These lil' niggas guns be wild firin', they terrified of beef (for real) Any moment we can wild out and get 'em put to sleep Well-connected, know I'm WiFi, I'm really in the streets Do you remember I was bad off on the lean? No longer drink, put down the bottle Lil' Kevin Gates on Carolina next door to Miss Connie (yeah) Got customers that come for weight, I distribute narcotics (ooh) Used to bump the hip, re-rock and shake, I'm cookin' in the bottom (ooh) Nowadays I rock the stage and make 'em move they body (make 'em move they body) On my way back from Lafayette, I exit off of Highland (off of Highland) Make a left on East Buchanan, press the pedal, we in throttle (vroom) Monte Carlo back, then I'm supplyin' my environment (my environment) Just hit me for a hizzy, I'ma need about a hour That's a half a brick for niggas who ain't rockin' like I'm rockin' (like I'm rockin') Eighteen zips, he want it soft, that's not a problem (not a problem) On the hip with Chicago, bae come bring me that, she got me She like, "Bae, where you say it's at?" Underneath the counter Next to the chair and cereal, but right behind the boxes Brian, give me thirty minutes, my bitch on the way from Scotland Stoppin' off on Canyon, man, I'm jumpin' out a Honda I'm in power with a collar shirt, there go Luca Brasi I'ma grinder, you from where I'm from, then losing's not an option Multiple convictions but we don't believe in stoppin' Tryna do it with the work until I get the music poppin' (music poppin') 70805, they know we cut like that, that's all the way (all the way) The people just had passed, but we still trappin', servin' all the Js (all the Js) Go to jail and jump the bond, we right back the retarded way Prayin' the feds don't pick up on my charges, keep it all in state If that's the case, Rodney Messina, get it dismissed, a call away Frank Ferrara made me cop out, I done threw the ball away Now I'm pressin' Tedrick tryna see if he make these charges shake I need you in the court of laws (I need you), they tryna throw us all away What up, homie? You know I'm with you right or wrong Just hope you know I miss you and I wish you hurry home Your children gettin' big, in a minute they gon' be grown (for real) I know just how you feel, your baby mama did you wrong (fuck that bitch) Be like, "What up with you homie? You know I'm with you right or wrong I just hope you know I miss you and I wish you hurry home Know my schedule done got hectic when I don't pick up the phone You know it kill me when you stressin', I can hear it in your tone I want my family back together, I just pray it don't be long (yeah) I just put together this letter and stuck it in a song (ayy) The ones you love the most will be the ones that do you wrong I just put together this letter and stuck it in a song Yeah, this ain't nothin' my nigga Bitch, you know I'm all chill I'm all in the visitation room, you know, shirt bust open You heard me? (For real life) Diamonds glistenin' everywhere (bling-bling, blaow, blaow, blaow) Earrings and my necklace and my wrist they look like February (bling-bling, blaow, blaow, blaow) I just bought food for the whole compound, you heard? (real life) I ain't really into shinin', I just do that shit for Mazi Real niggas up the road that hold it down on the jokes Ha, I just pray you don't be too long

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