Kevin Gates, BWA Kane - Childhood lyrics
Kevin Gates [Kevin Jerome Gilyard] Baton Rouge, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kevin Gates, BWA Kane - Childhood lyrics]
I spent my childhood in a wild hood
I dropped out when I was 14
Backed out o' that
Found I could spend a rack for a oh of cream
Then I added three grams of baking soda
I be doin' my thing
And now the O head get nagged at me
I be bout my dream
I live a thug life like 2Pac
And a homie should
And I ain't talkin' bout no marathon
But I run my hood
And the only thing I wish is a nigga would
Me and So-Low post photos smokin' backwoods
I got the black pistol on me right now
But my lawyer Jewish
I had 200, 80 gram, Gucci mash all the cash
If it take ya too long to
Lock up then bring it back
I done took loss
We real bosses way before our time
Some of these street niggas here bombin'
They bomb my lines
I put the new ice in the new
Watch just to froze my time
I got some young shooters that'll gonna shoot
You if you cross that line
Free all the big homie and the
Lil homie that doin' time
I'm just here to tell you I'm more
Than happy these rap niggas lyin'
Off the phone with Jizzl
One of my nickles hot as a missile
Couldn't believe it, no surprise, death
To my eyes, bitch, i need it
Try to deceive me, olly through dixie
Led him to Dre, told him the business
Told him I'm straight but I'm deceivin'
Lawyer on deck, get him a 50
Dropdown fridge on the work
With the generator runnin'
Hustle like a dawg tryna generate the money
Earth came flippin' on the block
Keep pumpin' rocks keep bumpin', straight
(fucking radio presenter)
Breakin' up whore, let the state PD hit it
Drop it on the skip, point two, 2 niggas
Young nigga watchin' all the
Otha niggas get it started jankin' new J's
Heard you bought some new titties
Oh, that's a bet, all them diamonds bbs
In my hood, I got respect
13 with a rest attack
I will be just like Lee Lucas
Sellin' chickens, steady hoopin'
I say hoopin'?! I mean ballin'
Diamonds in my mazerati retawdid
Gucci boots that glue with belts
Check night and just do it
I was locked up with Big Rufus
Tellin' Reggie Miller a shooter
Hittin' for the pamper on dizzy come up
That witta flood the whole tilt
You niggas know my jack would neva
Make no rat nigga look cute woah
I dropped out when I was 14
Backed out o' that
Found I could spend a rack for a oh of cream
Then I added three grams of baking soda
I be doin' my thing
And now the O head get nagged at me
I be bout my dream
I live a thug life like 2Pac
And a homie should
And I ain't talkin' bout no marathon
But I run my hood
And the only thing I wish is a nigga would
Me and So-Low post photos smokin' backwoods
I got the black pistol on me right now
But my lawyer Jewish
I had 200, 80 gram, Gucci mash all the cash
If it take ya too long to
Lock up then bring it back
I done took loss
We real bosses way before our time
Some of these street niggas here bombin'
They bomb my lines
I put the new ice in the new
Watch just to froze my time
I got some young shooters that'll gonna shoot
You if you cross that line
Free all the big homie and the
Lil homie that doin' time
I'm just here to tell you I'm more
Than happy these rap niggas lyin'
Off the phone with Jizzl
One of my nickles hot as a missile
Couldn't believe it, no surprise, death
To my eyes, bitch, i need it
Try to deceive me, olly through dixie
Led him to Dre, told him the business
Told him I'm straight but I'm deceivin'
Lawyer on deck, get him a 50
Dropdown fridge on the work
With the generator runnin'
Hustle like a dawg tryna generate the money
Earth came flippin' on the block
Keep pumpin' rocks keep bumpin', straight
(fucking radio presenter)
Breakin' up whore, let the state PD hit it
Drop it on the skip, point two, 2 niggas
Young nigga watchin' all the
Otha niggas get it started jankin' new J's
Heard you bought some new titties
Oh, that's a bet, all them diamonds bbs
In my hood, I got respect
13 with a rest attack
I will be just like Lee Lucas
Sellin' chickens, steady hoopin'
I say hoopin'?! I mean ballin'
Diamonds in my mazerati retawdid
Gucci boots that glue with belts
Check night and just do it
I was locked up with Big Rufus
Tellin' Reggie Miller a shooter
Hittin' for the pamper on dizzy come up
That witta flood the whole tilt
You niggas know my jack would neva
Make no rat nigga look cute woah