Kevin Gates - Waddup Homie, Pt. 2 lyrics

Almighty God
I ask that you be with each and
Every one of our brothers and sisters
That's lost, that's found
That's incarcerated, that's free
I pray that You bring our loved ones home
Immediate release

Visitation at the prison, on the list
I'm rockin' bling
Name rang, they know my face
It ain't no need to see ID
Used to pull up foreign
Park the whip and hop out VIP
Lawyer told me 'cause of COVID
I can't come inside the bing
(What you mean?) god answers prayers
Be back quicker than you think
Ain't it a trip how time fly
By quicker than you blink?
Just rolled through our ghetto
It ain't like it used to bе
Everybody on that H and my
Lil' baby sellin' D (For real)
Shit thеy sayin' on that internet
You know you can't believe (Man, come on)
These niggas guns be wild firin'
They terrified of beef (For real)
Any moment we can wild out and
Get 'em put to sleep
Well-connected, know I'm WiFi
I'm really in the streets
Do you remember I was bad off
On the lean? No longer drink
Put down the bottle
Lil' Kevin Gates on Carolina next
Door to Miss Connie
Got customers that come for weight
I distribute narcotics (O oh)
Used to bump the hip, re-rock and shake
I'm cookin' in the bottom (O oh)
Nowadays I rock the stage and
Make 'em move they body
(Make 'em move they body)
On my way back from Lafayette
I exit off of Highland (Off of Highland)
Make a left on East
Buchanan, press the pedal, we in throttle
(Vroom) monte Carlo back
Then I'm supplyin' my environment
(My environment) just hit me for a hizzy
I'ma need about a hour
That's a half a brick for niggas
Who ain't rockin' like I'm rockin'
(Like I'm rockin')
Eighteen zips, he want it soft
That's not a problem (Not a problem)
On the hip with Chicago, bae
Come bring me that, she got me
She like, "Bae, where you say it's at?"
Underneath the counter
Next to the chair and cereal
But right behind the boxes
Brian, give me thirty minutes
My bitch on the way from Scotland
Stoppin' off on Canyon, man
I'm jumpin' out a Honda
I'm in power with a collar shirt
There go Luca Brasi
I'ma grinder, but you from where I'm from
Then losing's not an option
Multiple convictions but we don't
Believe in stoppin'
Tryna do it with the work until
I get the music poppin' (Music poppin')
70805, they know we cut like that
That's all the way (All the way)
The people just had passed
But we still trappin', servin' all the Js
(All the Js) go to jail and jump the bond
We right back the retarded way
Prayin' the feds don't pick up on my charges
Keep it all in state
If that's the case, Rodney
Messina, get it dismissed, a call away
Frank Ferrara made me cop out
I done threw the ball away
Now I'm pressin' Tedrick tryna see if
He make these charges shake
I need you in the court of laws
(I need you) , they tryna throw us all away
What up
Homie? You know I'm with you right or wrong
I just hope you know I miss you
And I wish you hurry home
Your children gettin' big
In a minute they gon' be grown (For real)
I know just how you feel
Your baby mama did you wrong
(Fuck that bitch)
Be like, "What up with you homie?
You know I'm with you right or wrong
Just hope you know I miss you
And I wish you hurry home
Know my schedule done got hectic when
I don't pick up the phone
You know it kill me when you stressin'
I can hear it in your tone
I want my family back together
I just pray it don't be long (yeah)
I just put together this letter and
Stuck it in a song (Ayy)
The ones you love the most will be
The ones that do you wrong
I just put together this letter and
Stuck it in a song

Yeah, this ain't nothin' my nigga
Bitch, you know I'm all chill
I'm all in the visitation room, you know
Shirt bust open you heard me?
Diamonds glistenin' everywhere
(Bling-bling, blaow, blaow, blaow)
Earrings and my necklace and my
Wrist they look like February
(Bling-bling, blaow, blaow, blaow)
I just bought food for the whole compound
You heard? (Real life)
I ain't really into shinin'
I just do that shit for Mazi
Real niggas up the road that hold
It down on the jokes
Ha, I just pray you don't be too long