Love Myself
(专辑: It's Not Me It's You - 2022)
[Kevin Gates:] Luca Brasi (DMac on the
fucking track) It's just Kevin, you hear me? (Tuned up) Dealing with past traumas, patternistic in nature Healing to break the
cycle Been a
big commitment psycho I'm willing to make you my love (My love) You've been indecisive lately, I'm willing to make your mind up Know we all been through things in the
past That make it difficult to even trust Hate for you to think that I
don't want you around I
be in the
streets, I'm in control right now Hit me when you free and you get flown out of town Luca Brasi throw that plaga in your soul, pipe down I
never judged you for your past, I
just want my turn with you You know that I'm turnt with you I'm a
big old Muslim, I
can have multiple wives And concubines, monogamy, monotony Ain't gon' work with you, way that I'm living, it work different [DDG:] My love come with a
career attached, I
can't love everybody It don't cost you a
thing to give me a
call and tell me you care about me I
put my ex on and she left me, and now she for everybody I
can't let nobody finesse me, I
gotta watch everybody Yeah, okay, can't love you 'til I
love myself (Yeah) Don't hug me, I'll hug myself Rolled up blunt, but the
smoke don't help, uh Yeah, okay, high go down and I
miss you again High go down and I
roll up again Typed up text, I
ain't never gon' send (I ain't never gon' send this shit) Yeah, okay, too much pride, can't help myself I
can't hit it raw, 'cause when I
get drunk I
won't pull out, girl, I
know myself, uh (I know myself) Yeah, okay, high go down and I
miss you again High go down and I
roll up again Typed up text, I
ain't never gon' send Couple shots in (Drank, drank) Reminscing on the
times, I
wish we could do it again I
fucked around and had you blocked, but I'm on the
burner again Looking on your page twice, I
even be checking your friends Started questioning myself, like, this shit ain't never gon' end I'm never gon' bend Bust the
racks up out the
wrapper again (Racks) I
just had to put a
wrap on the
Benz They can never catch me lacking again (No) When I
think of you, I
think of revenge That's the
reason I
be fucking your friends I
don't think that I
could love you again (Uh-uh) You be fucking 'round with too many men Okay Can't love you 'til I
love myself Don't hug me, I'll hug myself Rolled up blunt, but the
smoke don't help, uh Yeah, okay, high go down and I
miss you again High go down and I
roll up again Typed up text, I
ain't never gon' send (I ain't never gon' send this shit) Yeah, okay, too much pride, can't help myself I
can't hit it raw, 'cause when I
get drunk I
won't pull out, girl, I
know myself, uh (I know myself) Yeah, okay, high go down and I
miss you again High go down and I
roll up again Typed up text, I
ain't never gon' send I'm in the
back of the
'bach and I'm counting up fetti I'll shoot you a
text when I'm ready (Yeah) Still on the
road, I'm going from show to a
show I'm moving from telly to telly (Cash) I
met a
girl in Brooklyn, I
think I'm a
marry her I
got her straight out the
deli All of my industry friends is turning out fake I
fuck around, turn into Melly (Fuck 'em) No new friends, no (Uh-uh), you are not my homie AP, two-toned, bust down (Guys), I
ain't got no Rollie' Fuck the
streets, hate the
streets, no police (Fuck 'em), they took my brodie Catfish on the
'Gram too elite, these hoes on Adobe (Fake) Photoshop, mix the
Henny' with the
Soda Pop I
sit back and observe niggas, I
don't talk much, but I
know a
lot (Shh) Told my bitch to curve niggas, she said she do, but I
know she not (Bitch) This rap shit for the
birds, nigga, I'ma get a
hit and then I'm going pop