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Artiste : Kevin Gates
Titre : Kiss The Ring
Yung Lan on the Track

Just grown to nature, i´ve been labeled, i don´t trust nobody
Behind the shell i had, got shot my nigga tried to rob me

When to the ??? i healed up quickly but my legs crooked
I stopped by Foots, fished the book before the feds took it
Money started slippin´
Team was actin´ different, bad brown-skinned chicks
Kinda in my feelings, I´m in some monster beef
Every whoop realer than bullets
Can´t hustle on my street, police won´t stop us from jiggin´
Picked up on homicide and posted bail in 30 minutes
Self-esteem low, I can´t be seen with dirty tennis
I took Lil´ Ash back uptown, I´m tryna hurt her kidneys
Phone rang, look, bae get up, I got some work to issue

Real street nigga, I´m the landlord
Approachin´ me, you kiss the ring, but keep your hands off
My lil´ one hold a shot with the ten roll
Top lieutenant bump the hip to drop the bands off
Real street nigga, I´m the landlord
Approachin´ me, you kiss the ring, but keep your hands off
My lil´ one hold a shot with the ten roll
Top lieutenant bump the hip to drop the bands off

Alright, independent movie time, but we don´t flex
You love your hoe, well, we got next
You got some iron, well, we on deck
I just do it, Nike check, CEO, I write the check
Stalkin´ all my pictures on the ´gram while you ain´t like it, check

I just shot you in the rental, yeah, you ain´t like it, nigga
Precious Paul on early, bleeds a pair, find an all-white, no tint
New Z-28 Camaros, that´s pressure, alright, get in
Say you see me at the gym at McKinley, why you ain´t get in?
You 12, cocaine my Benz, club specs, collar shirt, my lens
Wait a sec, let me call my ends, give a shit who is not my friend
Come to think about it on the real, no matter what, gotta stand on 10
Lotta niggas say they gon´ kill, but me and you know who gon´ kill

Real street nigga, I´m the landlord

Approachin´ me, you kiss the ring, but keep your hands off
My lil´ one hold a shot with the ten roll
Top lieutenant bump the hip to drop the bands off
Real street nigga, I´m the landlord
Approachin´ me, you kiss the ring, but keep your hands off
My lil´ one hold a shot with the ten roll
Top lieutenant bump the hip to drop the bands off

Yes sir, all well, sir