Kevin Gates - Counting On Ya lyrics

I mean, what up? I mean

A lot is countin' on ya
Your women sidin' with ya partners
Why they plottin' on ya?
We might never understand
No one's there to hold your hand
Even heaven would agree sometimes
How this road gets losin' focus
Can't depend on them
Why do they depend on me?
They was all I had
I mean what made 'em go pretend on me?
Spirit of the sermon
Discernin' moments I see shit
Can't look me in the eyes then
It's somethin' you don't agree with

Perhaps I'm too quick off the draw
From how I deal with altercations
From where gangsters only talk cocaine
It ain't no other language
Awkward interviews, discussin' my
Inner views, on life it'self
Figure me pretentious
Evading mischief by writing hymns
Labels shown interest
No showers are showin' interest
Both old ladies show resentment
Resented my show of interest
Moved out from my momma detached
Garage and a small apartment
Shut the door or shut the
Fuck up, we fussin', we always argue
It sucks we always arguin'
But she started it
Pause, believe I grew up on
The farm with no understandin'
Kevin's stupid, tell him anything
He won't understand it
Stupid ass Kevin, anything
He won't understand it

Stolen cars, open charges
Matchin' blunts blowin' each other charges
Summer '08 me and Menace in a Daytona Charger
Club exquisite, nigga know the business
Pull up in the front ain't no VIP
Got Nook in front me pockets got the mumps
Money come in clumps
What I clutch might knock out your lung
Keep that on the tuck, it go ck if you uh
Got two people livin' in me, one a realest
One a killer luca Brasi, he a sinner
Kevin tryna be a Christian
Seems life is less fulfilling
When livin' is unattended
Performin' rituals to whichever
God that'll listen
Had a lot of prayers answered
Ain't had to sit in no buildin'
Run your flap, get your bap for a package
I'm in the buildin'