Kevin Gates - Return Of The Mack lyrics

Tend to hurt you when a
Person make you hurt inside (Woah)
While she wit' me I know
Another nigga got her mind (Woah woah woah)
I ran some G and got a bag
But it ain't like it used to be
(It ain't like it used to be) baby, tell me
What the fuck they know 'bout our love?
I don't get tired, I hit the gas
Then we powered up
Return of the mack, bae I work for the bag
(Bag) on my turf I'm the man
I just purr’d in your cat

I took the pain and the ache
When it came wit' it (Bang)
Gave you a little taste of fame
And you changed wit' it
They told you not to fuck wit'
Me but you ain't listen (Yes)
You used to fuck me all night


And now you way different
(Now you way different)
I see you starin' off in
Space like your brain missin'
I used to grip on your little
Waist while my chain glisten (Ooo)
In the mirror makin' faces my
Little thing in you come up and visit me in
Prison 'round the gang members (Gang)
I love to show you off
'cause you somethin' serious (Uh)
Who you be textin' all the
Time? I'm just curious

Return of the mack, bae I work for the bag
(Bag) on my turf I'm the man
I just purr’d in your cat
Tends to hurt you when a
Person make you hurt inside (Woah)
While she wit' me I know
Another nigga got her mind (Woah woah woah)
I ran some G and got a bag
But it ain't like it used to be
(It ain't like it used to be)
And baby, tell me
What the fuck they know 'bout our love?
I don't get tired, I hit the gas
Then we powered up
Return of the mack, bae I work for the bag
(Bag) on my turf I'm the man
I just purr’d in your cat

Your lil' pussy feel expensive
'cause my teeth diamonds
Even ate ya on your rag
And I got pink diamonds i'm a vampire
They be tellin' stories 'bout
Me 'round the campfire
I love it when you stand in front
Of me and you wine for me
Used to feel all on your booty
When we out in public baby, tell me
What the fuck they know 'bout our love?
I don't get tired, I hit the gas
Then we power it up he must of told ya'
He was 'bout to leave his wife for ya'
And y'all can run off
He forever be on side of you
Thinkin' that the grass was green
I know you tired of it
Then he ran off wit' your money
Nigga lied to you

Tends to hurt you when a
Person make you hurt inside
While she wit' me I know
Another nigga got her mind
I ran some G and got a bag
But it ain't like it used to be
(It ain't like it used to be) baby, tell me
What the fuck they know 'bout our love?
I don't get tired, I hit the gas
Then we powered up
Return of the mack, bae I work for the bag
(Bag) on my turf I'm the man
I just purr’d in your cat baby, tell me
What the fuck they know 'bout our love?

Baby, tell me
What the fuck they know 'bout our love?
Baby, tell me
What the fuck they know 'bout our love?
I'm here, swaggin'
Pants saggin' and I'm powered up
Baby, tell me
What the fuck they know 'bout our love?
Baby, tell me
What the fuck they know 'bout our love?
Baby, tell me
What the fuck they know 'bout how I love?
Breadwinner fly
I'm a big driver and I'm powered up

Sharin' moments
I never thought that you would turn on me
I really wanted you
But all you really want is surgery
Found out you still fuck with him, and bae
That hurted me
You can't be lying, under oath, bae
That's perjury we hold at court
I'm convicting you of burglary
You stole my heart then ran off
You'd like to murder me
I swear when I heal off
From this shit, bitch, i swear
I'ma shit on you

Return of the mack, bitch
I'm turnt on yo' ass
Bought my new bird a bag
While I skrrt in the Jagg
See I'm a giver, I got a big heart
And I like to love
But most people are lovers of themselves

Shit tends to hurt you when a
Person make you hurt inside
While she wit' me I know
Another nigga got her mind
I ran some G and got a bag
But it ain't like it used to be
(It ain't like it used to be) baby, tell me
What the fuck they know 'bout our love?
I don't get tired, I hit the gas
Then we powered up
Return of the mack, bae I work for the bag
(Bag) on my turf I'm the man
I just purr’d in your cat
(Turn to yo’ senses)