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Kevin Gates

Hard To Sleep

 

Hard To Sleep

(Album: Khaza - 2022)


Damn Sheff, you made this?
Hmm, oh, I'm out my mind
I ain't even gon' write this (Ayy, YB help hype him up, bro)
I don't know what I'm 'bout to say on that bitch, but, I

Since there's something wrong, all this pain on me
I been thinking 'bout Killa Stone in that Range Rover
Telling lies to my mama, think I'm staying sober
On that Don Abraham, I ain't been staying sober
It been hard for me to sleep, I ain't been taking Somas
Dead bodies on my top, and they been playing on me
Gave a lot of niggas my love, and they been playing on me
They been imitating my swag, but, they can't stand on it
I done got back in my bag, I been staying focused
And if yo' bitch get in my presence, she get a good aroma
Know I'm fully fucking focused and we fully loaded
Airbnb's that I own, but I rent from myself
I was into property at sixteen, my niggas laughed at me
I got a daycare and a car lot and they laughed at me
I got a Starbucks in Boteni, ask me how I'ma make money
Now they wanna consult with me on alternate ways for to make money
I really hustle, I'm really thugging
2329 Carolina, bucking
Shot a pussy nigga in his face, Miss Connie ain't say nothing
Every time I'm in the section, pull up and bless her with something
I was twelve in Louisiana, out here with Big London
No matter how much wrong I did, Miss Mary never judged me
The secret to my heart, she hide the dope and say nothing
Butch and Shawday son that died, I cried a lot of tears
God blessed me with a son, so, I named Khaza after him
Can't complaing about the hand, so we gon' play the card they give us
Breadwinner top and bottom, nigga, know the way we built
You can't name somebody who done played with Brasi that ain't get killed

Unless there was fam' love or something, you heard me? You know
And that wasn't really serious, you know
You got to do me something, you can't just be talking
You heard? You got to do me something

Sneak me in jail, I'ma kill yo' family
Make it look like an accident by the way it happened
Years later, I get bored sometime and make shit happen
I ain't just rapping, once I bow my head, everybody get to business
I got on my knees and ask the Lord for forgiveness
Want to keep me from, sinning, baby? You should mind your business
I got a new bitch and sometimes relationship's toxic
Hate when we be arguing love when making love, my dick toxic
If you just talking and ain't doing shit, you spit-boxing
Cool, calm, collected in presence, ain't no kickboxing
Big ol' player and your old lady wanna sit by me
Watch from Denver, Colorado got my wrist rocky
Pray for harmony, sometimes I tend to get cocky
Another shipment just came in and I been getting it, yeah
Any problem I encounter, I could fix it, yeah
I got partners doing time, wish I could fix it, yeah

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