Slaine, D-Stroy, Kevin Kent - Gotta Go lyrics

[Slaine, D-Stroy, Kevin Kent - Gotta Go lyrics]

When I find the time for you
Then you'll know
But right about now, you're moving too slow
I gotta get bread for you, since you know
I gotta go, but you gots to go
Go, you gots to go go, you gots to go
Go, you gots to go gots to go

You had your shot but let it go
I'm out the box and in my zone
Tell me what you in it for if
You ain't in it for the dough
Bright lights city life
Henny got me moving slow
I pledge allegiance to the dollars stacking
Up I'm 'bout to blow
Me and Slaine sniffed a eighth of cocaine
Now we armed
Robbing banks with pitchforks and shanks
He's the getaway driver
I'm the black Ben Affleck


Always on the go so I
Gotta keep my bags packed
Rubber band reality
I stretch out then snap back
Visualize success in a knapsack, that's Rap
I'm feeling high on the
Plateau when gats blow
Nickname asshole, the black Fidel Castro
I gotta go, I gotta get back to the politics
Presidential suites, I'm on the road
That's where the profit is
Never where the problems is
The king of my metropolis
Ain't nobody stopping this, I'm
Arrogant and confident, so-

When I find the time for you
Then you'll know
But right about now, you're moving too slow
I gotta get bread for you, since you know
I gotta go, but you gots to go
Go, you gots to go go, you gots to go
Go, you gots to go gots to go

Just to be honest I'm as fucked
Up and as lucky as promised
Look me in the eyes and feel this
That I'm stuck with my karma these nobodies
They try and diss me like
They fucking my mama i shrug it off
Buy a drink and throw a buck at Breonna
I'm a fish outta water always
But, I swim with piranhas i never sleep
Walking hallways late up in my pajamas
I'm a creep, more than you could ever be
Don't make a peep
The way she loves me every time I go away
I make her weep
I breathe deep, ask you all please
Just to let her be
I know that some of y'all have
Plots and plans of deading me
Come on dog, you got fleas
You ain't in my pedigree
Travelled all around the world and
Seen places you'll never see
When I'm back around the way and
I'm tired from my tour
I hear the hate when I go out
Saying what I ain't no more
But this is who I am and
What I always will be
These faggots see I made it now
And they wanna kill me

When I find the time for you
Then you'll know
But right about now, you're moving too slow
I gotta get bread for you, since you know
I gotta go, but you gots to go
Go, you gots to go go, you gots to go
Go, you gots to go gots to go

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