Intro

[Intro: DJ Holiday] Reportin' live from the top of the mixtape food chain Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, I still see you little niggas down there Prayin' and hopin' this shit and you better kiss my crown, nigga I raised you little niggas, Kevin Gates, DJ Holiday, my summer [Verse 1: Kevin Gates] Out my top, motherfuck that shit, street nigga, not a gangbanger In the hood, niggas bang daily Caught 'caine-slangin' was a game changer Thank God nobody shot stanky, Carolina Street, me and Spanky Pit bulls in the yard, Luca murder streak goin' hard Boulevard male on a call, I'm about to buy the boulevard Mayonnaise jars full of boilin' water Watch it melt down to the hard Lip quick, say he whooped a charge I got mocha, give me it wit' the fall Nigga touch juice, they got to fall But this sicker, I want to see 'em ball Twenty-fives bouncin' off the wall Straight-up player, amazin', I'm a dog Fronted Madd Marvin, that's a nine, Cedric Tesco on the line Told Birdman, 'I don't get tired', he say, 'It's too much at one time' Young and thuggin', really came from nothin' I just want to see my niggas shine [Interlude: Kevin Gates] Believe that, you know, me and Bryan Johnson We in the room talkin', I was still in the street 'Round the time I first had Colin jump the deal You heard me? He said that me don't get a nigga all that I'm like, 'Shit, my little nigga come form nothin' I want to see him shine (Turn up) [Verse 2: Kevin Gates] Face card worth a million, Breadwinners in the buildin' All a rapper got to do is play wit' me and it's 'bout to be a killin' Fuck wit' niggas on the murder team Homicide division, murder scene Industry been fucked up wit' me, rap game I been murderin' Fuck-nigga, you a hater, behold fillet with the table Just told Luci I'm a gangsta, step game somethin' major Jumpin' on the phone, he out Abbeville, nigga, (-) and I'm slangin' Oscar Givins, you a real nigga, Breadwinner Gang, no changin' Hit Jonesboro wit' Jamalo Lee, hold up, let me give a illustration Oscar get it in, work release, say the wrong thing, he'll stank you Demonstration, Billy Gateses, extra big dog, why he fakin'? You a real nigga, nigga died, you won't even look me in the eyes Nigga, pussy all in your eyes, yeah, I said it, what, you surprised? My momma know I done killed niggas Nigga been ready for the died