Lyrics

Intro: (Kevin Gates deep, melodic tone, heavy breathing between lines.)

(Kevin Gates:)
I came from the bottom, had to climb, had to sacrifice.
Ain't nobody give me nothin’, I took what I needed.
They prayed I fell off, I prayed harder.
Let’s get it.

(Beat drops: Slow, eerie bass line, hi-hats rolling.)

Verse 1: (Kevin Gates melodic but aggressive delivery, switching flows mid-verse.)

I’m makin’ big moves, send them packs, they in rotation (They gone!)
Never catch me lackin’, keep a shooter on location (Blrrt!)
Loyalty the only thing I value, no debatin’ (Stand tall!)
Tryna hurt me? You gon’ learn I don’t break, I embrace it (Oh yeahhh!)

Switchin’ lanes, countin’ blessings, I don’t speak on nothin’ extra (Nah!)
Only paper, only business, I don’t do the textin’ lectures (Nah, nah!)
Had to cut ‘em off, energy be bad for investments (Gone!)
Now I’m up, pray to God, keep me far from all the exits (I know!)

Verse 2: (Energy building, Gates’ signature melodic hunger.)

Stackin’ paper, watchin’ snakes, keep my circle tight (Stay low!)
Try to cross me? Now his soul gone, caught a different flight (Lord, forgive me!)
I was built for this, no favors, had to pay the price (Paid dues!)
Standin’ ten, all the pressure made me cold as ice (Never fold!)

I ain’t trippin’ off no woman, keep it real, keep it movin’ (Okay!)
I don’t chase, I attract, manifest it, then I do it (Let’s go!)
Put my money where my mouth is, I been fluent (Yeah, yeah!)
Told lil' homie stop the cap, he ain’t never been through it (Boy, stop!)

Verse 3: (Kevin Gates mode activated, growling in the vocals.)

Went in deep, came out stronger, parole papers on me (I’m free!)
Spanish shorty whisper smooth, sayin’ "Papi, yo te amo" (I know!)
She gon’ ride through every storm, keep the package low (Stay solid!)
I got war scars in my heart, pray the Lord don’t take my soul (Mmmhmm!)

I got demons tryna call me, I don’t answer back (I don’t!)
I got people tryna use me, I don’t fall for that (Never!)
Turn a loss into a lesson, I don’t double back (Real talk!)
Turn my pain into a fortune, never lookin’ back (Let’s go!)

Verse 4: (More intensity, beat switch-up, 808s hit harder.)

I be where the money at, posted with them soldiers (Big stepper!)
Choppa sing like opera, boy don’t make me hit the chorus (Laaawd!)
Told that shorty, “Don’t approach me ‘less you talkin’ bonuses” (What’s up?)
I don’t do no handouts, I need equity and ownership (Smart money!)

I can’t put no trust in no man, keep a tight plan (Facts!)
I been steady dodgin’ opps, dodgin’ white vans (Skrrt!)
If I tell ‘em step, then they marchin’ with them pipes, man (Blrrt!)
If you ain’t been through it, don’t speak on how this life been (Nah!)

Verse 5: (Final verse, deep voice, slow delivery, pure hustler talk.)

Goofy always lookin’, (What?!), tell that boy go get his shorty (Ha!)
She all up on me, actin’ moody, how she even know me? (Why?!)
Heard my name, now she choosin’, got her feelin’ cozy (You know!)
Took his spot without a warni