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Kevin Jerome Gilyard, better known by his stage name Kevin Gates, is an American rapper, singer, and entrepreneur. He is currently signed to Bread Winners' Association with a partnership with Atlantic Records. more »

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It ain't a diss song it’s a real song

Concert in town, ain't nobody beating me out
Shit I'm the rawest
And the rap game leaving me out
Everybody looking for entertainment
On the 4th i’m on the block
Maintaining no entertainment at all
I'm sick of being patient
I'm sick of waiting to ball
Them niggas got a deal
How come ain't nobody asking me?
Them niggas just acting
They ain't even half of me
Never been shot, never been to jail
I get locked never tell
See this rock I'ma sell
In the club by myself when
They frontin' and mean muggin'
Can’t intimidate a G, shut don’t mean nothing
First bitch I ever loved let
Jarrod get that ass
Second bitch I ever loved
Killed in a car crash
Older brother trippin' get to slippin’
Go to war fast armed robbery, apprehension
Co-defendant, never caught
Stood on the code of armor and
Never told on my nigga (get 'um)

I was supposed to be done blowed already
He the rawest, he retarded, but no not Kevin
Strained through the pain
And the lames can't feel 'um
Names rang in my state but
My name ain’t nuthin'

On stage, we rocked out rockin' the crowd
In exchange I get played rockin' a frown
My bitch a gold digger she wiping 'um down
While in the trap he piping her down
I accept it
Didn't like it but I took it and smiled
I look to the clouds
To the heavens ain't speaking aloud
Forever making mistakes, falling on my face
I just wanna die, how much more could I take?
God give me a sign show me I'm not forsaken
I trusted you for years
Still I'm alone and naked
Maybe I'm to blame, I wasn't made to make it
Or you look at me the same
The same as you look at Satan
How you try to love when
You're hearts full of hatred?
How do you forgive when in
Your heart it ain't
I don't pop, you understand?
I'm a killer I tote Glocks, you understand?
Labels try to get me from my label they tried
Being loyal to my father I frankly denied
Played the bitch ass nigga
Ass nigga gave orders
Came with no complaining, taking it raw
Same thing never granted me creative control
Feeling loved when your people got
Cheesed by the freezer bag
I tried hard to tell 'um I'm in need of cash
I'm the one you screamin' at
F*ck it i won't even ask

I was supposed to be done blowed already
He the rawest, he retarded, but no not Kevin
Strained through the pain
And the lames can't feel 'um
Names rang in my state but
My name ain't nuthin'

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