Discussion (Explicit) 歌詞
Discussion (Explicit) - Kevin Gates
Sometimes you gotta put your pride
To the side in this game that we call life
You know I'm tryna get back to my kids
You know I can't win with these crackers
I'm a nigga and they look at me like a nigga
Like let me go on lay down right quick **** it
No self worth bein' honest
But I converse with some bosses
I do
I'm a real earner and I worked hard
Thanking God look what I accomplished
Allahu Akbar
Inside support system awkward
Take time with trial only options
Division nine no PC in Chicago fighting drama
My relationship gettin' rocky
No spousal trust I was movin' unconscious
I was talking with Jay and
Recruited a move that allotted me counsel
Back and forth without representation embarrassin'
Ran out of options
Told my attorney go get with the DA
He come with a deal and I'm coppin'
Aiming for 36 months but he came with a 30 so **** it
I signed it
He think I'm stupid well **** what he think
I ain't fight with them crackers
I got out they way
Stateville now I'm going up state with the gang members
They respectin' my name
You one of the mean you play with the kid
You gon have to kill 'em you one of the greats
No need to say it I was sufferin'
My head hurtin' of concussion
Broke bed on me **** it
I don't think they really love me
Trust issues I'm accustomed
Writers block no question nah
Already knowin' you gon' lie to me
Ain't no need to discuss it
Ain't no need to discuss it
We have a heated discussion
Internet beef I don't entertain
I know how to come up from nothin'
I'm gettin' straight to the money yeah
I'm gettin' straight to the money yeah
Already knowin' you gon' lie to me
Ain't no need to discuss it
I'm an energy person and I'm at ease
But the minute you hurt me you gotta leave
Got some niggas who love me they outta reach
Got some children who comin' up gotta teach
Got some family who mad 'cause they tryna leach
Got some big booty woman who I don't need
Master manipulation been manipulated
But it really don't bother me
Gold trim platinum matte white Benz
V12 yellow color baguettes
Red guts panoramic my roof
Any given moment I can hop in a jet
In the weight room gettin' rid of weight
Pat touchdown doin' a set
Hit the space bar click and refresh
Making salat when I need to reset
Turnin' the pot got me whippin' the vet
On the phone communication with the joint
Still going in tryna prove a point
I don't socialize I don't see the point
50 wrapped up stuffed in a bump
Underneath the trunk
Order what you want
Laying in the trunk sipping red wine
I don't give a ****
I do what I want
No need to say it I was sufferin'
My head hurtin' of concussion
Broke bed on me **** it
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