Kevin Gates - Posed to Be in Love lyrics
Kevin Gates [Kevin Jerome Gilyard] Baton Rouge, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kevin Gates - Posed to Be in Love lyrics]
Sent a nigga to jail
Man, I thought it was legal to beat
Yo ho, shit it's yo ho, fuck!
Blowing up the phone
Don't she see me calling her
I whip up in the driveway
She done packed up all my stuff
And I'm like what the fuck
Can't even talk to her
I ain't gon' lie this pussy good
It make me feel like stalkin' her
We supposed to be in love
We posed to be in love
We supposed to be in love
Till it ain't no breaking up
And we supposed to be in love
Till it ain't no breaking up
Any way that we can talk about it
It ain't no walking out
We posed to be in love
Any way that we can talk about
It ain't no walking out
We posed to be in love
Any way that we can talk about it
Ain't no walking out we posed to be in love
How the fuck is you
Why the fuck is you falling
All in yo feelings?
No understanding I'm ignorant
You gonna probably say that I'm tripping
Throw the left hand, you duck that one
This right bitch won't miss you
Beat a bitch like Chris Brown
Go back to jail, no question
No surrender, no retreat, park the whip
Hop out on feet
Me and her brother juuged together
He bet not get in my business
This shit serious, if you with
It, shit get injured, did I mention?
How I'm rockin'
You gon' pop me or it's back to penitentiary
Blowing up the phone, she see me calling her
I whip up in the driveway
She done packed up all my stuff
And I'm like what the fuck
Can't even talk to her
I ain't gone lie this pussy good
It make me feel like stalkin' her
We supposed to be in love
We supposed to be in love
We supposed to be in love
Till it ain't no breaking up
And we supposed to be in love
Till it ain't no breaking up
Any way that we can talk about it
It ain't no walking out
We posed to be in love
Any way that we can talk about it
It ain't no walking out
We posed to be in love
Any way that we can talk about it
It ain't no walking out
We posed to be in love
Hop up out the shower, you got louder
I bow bow you
Ripped the gown you, had around you
Threw you down, and smelled yo flounder
If he jizz that, dick you down
I would've toilet water drowned
I know my heart is pounding
I don't talk around a lot
Of niggas I don't know
I don't know, blowing up yo momma like momma
We having problems passin' by yo house like
Come outside before we get violent
Lights off, mask on, silent
Blowing up the phone