Kevin Gates - M.A.T.A lyrics
Kevin Gates [Kevin Jerome Gilyard] Baton Rouge, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kevin Gates - M.A.T.A lyrics]
Luca Brasi you know we 'posed to have life
Liberty and the pursuit of happiness
For some reason, maybe it’s just me
I don't feel like I have those rights
I'm in the buildin’ right now
(I'm in the buildin' right now)
Hey, listen to me one minute
Hey, you know how this shit
Reallly 'posed to be goin'
You know what I'm sayin'? What up?
Still got two phones, in the trenches
Where the robbers at?
Put the stamp on in the backroom
I want all of that bought it in the trap
Butter knife in the pot
I come from the same place
We still hustle when it's hot
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Still connected with the plug
But we keep that on the low
I got it out the mud
Goin’ hard is all I know
Tryna make the trap great again, great again
Tryna make the trap great again, great again
I drop time on first time
Nonviolent offenders
Drop the bricks to thirteen-five
Right in the city
Drop the gas to a dollar three-five
I’m tryna get richer
Let the families from Mexico go
Be back with they children
Free Larry Hoover, Jeff Fort
They political prisoners
They treat the Muslims unfair
That's in all of the systems
They tryna break my nigga Ralo
Tell the family that we miss him
They put that panel against you
You gotta stand on that business
That’s all the way
Still got two phones, in the trenches
Where the robbers at?
Put the stamp on in the backroom
I want all of that bought it in the trap
Butter knife in the pot
I come from the same place
We still hustle when it's hot
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Still connected with the plug
But we keep that on the low
I got it out the mud
Goin' hard is all I know
Tryna make the trap great again, great again
Tryna make the trap great again, great again
Whatchu talkin' about when dude
Tried to rob me
I was solo, I ain’t have no one 'round me
I go anywhere, I ain't got no boundaries
Election time, it was time for Obama
Streets stalker, what
You upped the revolver?
What I did? Bitch I grabbed for the gun
You let off two times
One in the hip and back of
My leg right under my ass
Bullet hit, breakin' the bone in half
Hospital two weeks and a half
After that I healed up in a cell
Prayin' to God when I was in jail
Going in black, they put you through hell
Holdin' you ransom, raisin' your bail
Throw you a sandwich, hot nigga, yeah
Yeah, I'm fully prepared
Still got two phones, in the trenches
Where the robbers at?
Put the stamp on in the backroom
I want all of that bought it in the trap
Butter knife in the pot
I come from the same place
We still hustle when it's hot
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Still connected with the plug
But we keep that on the low
I got it out the mud
Goin' hard is all I know
Tryna make the trap great again, great again
Tryna make the trap great again, great again
Liberty and the pursuit of happiness
For some reason, maybe it’s just me
I don't feel like I have those rights
I'm in the buildin’ right now
(I'm in the buildin' right now)
Hey, listen to me one minute
Hey, you know how this shit
Reallly 'posed to be goin'
You know what I'm sayin'? What up?
Still got two phones, in the trenches
Where the robbers at?
Put the stamp on in the backroom
I want all of that bought it in the trap
Butter knife in the pot
I come from the same place
We still hustle when it's hot
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Still connected with the plug
But we keep that on the low
I got it out the mud
Goin’ hard is all I know
Tryna make the trap great again, great again
Tryna make the trap great again, great again
I drop time on first time
Nonviolent offenders
Drop the bricks to thirteen-five
Right in the city
Drop the gas to a dollar three-five
I’m tryna get richer
Let the families from Mexico go
Be back with they children
Free Larry Hoover, Jeff Fort
They political prisoners
They treat the Muslims unfair
That's in all of the systems
They tryna break my nigga Ralo
Tell the family that we miss him
They put that panel against you
You gotta stand on that business
That’s all the way
Still got two phones, in the trenches
Where the robbers at?
Put the stamp on in the backroom
I want all of that bought it in the trap
Butter knife in the pot
I come from the same place
We still hustle when it's hot
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Still connected with the plug
But we keep that on the low
I got it out the mud
Goin' hard is all I know
Tryna make the trap great again, great again
Tryna make the trap great again, great again
Whatchu talkin' about when dude
Tried to rob me
I was solo, I ain’t have no one 'round me
I go anywhere, I ain't got no boundaries
Election time, it was time for Obama
Streets stalker, what
You upped the revolver?
What I did? Bitch I grabbed for the gun
You let off two times
One in the hip and back of
My leg right under my ass
Bullet hit, breakin' the bone in half
Hospital two weeks and a half
After that I healed up in a cell
Prayin' to God when I was in jail
Going in black, they put you through hell
Holdin' you ransom, raisin' your bail
Throw you a sandwich, hot nigga, yeah
Yeah, I'm fully prepared
Still got two phones, in the trenches
Where the robbers at?
Put the stamp on in the backroom
I want all of that bought it in the trap
Butter knife in the pot
I come from the same place
We still hustle when it's hot
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Make America Trap Again (oh I, I)
Still connected with the plug
But we keep that on the low
I got it out the mud
Goin' hard is all I know
Tryna make the trap great again, great again
Tryna make the trap great again, great again