Kevin Gates - Still Hold Up (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Kevin Gates - Still Hold Up (en) Lyrics
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I'm built Ford tough (Carmelo)
You know, this how I
used to be feelin'
Killer, you heard me? (James
put the check, boy)
Crossed out, hex, feel
like I'm possessed
I wanna handle baby daddy,
it just ain't happen yet
My wife just sent that paper there,
I just ain't grab it yet
Nominated for the GRAMMYs,
I went back to jail
Racist judge found me guilty,
sent me back to Hell
Lost trial in the feds,
went back on appeal
My lil' ones irkin' out,
he back on them pills
Zombies lurkin', close the curtains,
we back on the steel
The voodoo lady say, "Okay,
" I say, "I had to kill"
Get 'em down there for a show
and put that racket here
Traffic tickets, had too many,
I was gettin' stopped
Never happen when I'm by myself,
so bein' friendly stopped
I rock a lotta gold chains,
I am not a coward
I'm thuggin' hard, I'm connected
to the higher power
Damn near lost it all believin'
in a bitch nigga
Okay, problem solved, I do
shit a little different
Talked about behind the
back by my own family
But I'm built Ford tough,
and I still hold up
Instances I used to deal with
tried to hurt my marriage
They stack the deck with bitch niggas,
everybody backs 'em (they do)
Been in the game since shit
stains and I'm 'bout that
action (I'm 'bout that)
I never ratted, a Louisiana
livin' legend (why?)
Bitch, I'm in traffic, you play with
Gates, you got to wet it (grrat)
Just remember, I'm not a talker,
I'm a stepper (I'm a stepper)
Broad day, I go to walkin' up, applyin'
pressure (boom, boom, boom)
Free C Murder (ooh), they tried to
ban me from the prisons (ooh)
Maybe they know I'm only happy
when I see my niggas (ah)
Maybe they wanna see me broke or dead
or back there with 'em (they do)
Shoutout the ones in the system
with a life sentence (oh, oh)
Woman pregnant for another brother,
never visit (don't)
Shoutout the ones who still
show love in the city
The way they hate you, make you kinda
hate to fuck with the city (hm)
Gangster reason, long nights
I remember (I remember)
I ask Big Dana for some pictures, I
just really miss you (whaddup?)
Roamin' the trenches where
the cocaine get delivered
Say, look
Don't never go look for yourself inside
somebody else, you heard me?
'Cause some of these niggas outchea
ain't really cut like we cut
You know, we cut from a bandanna
You know, these niggas cut from
shit paper, you heard me?
That shit sounds good
until it takes place
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