Kevin Gates - Free At Last (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Kevin Gates - Free At Last (en) Lyrics
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I'm out here for real, dig,
ya heard me? (Audible)
Pronto (Pronto), I got it
coming in, pronto (Woo)
Stuffing the check in
the console (Ooh)
Then throw the Lambo in
launch mode (Hmm)
Release the things that'll
keep me back (Yeah)
Cut off my ho, now I'm free at last
Want me to be fake, can't
agree with that (Woo)
Having my way, now I'm
free at last, yeah
Having my way, now I'm free at last
Pronto, I got 'em coming in,
pronto (Free at last)
Stuffing the check in
the console (Yeah)
I look at everybody 'round
me different
I know agenda's always probably hidden
Bread winners sticking to the mission
Depression'll disappear
while doing fitness
I come from cooked dope
over crack stove
Clutching fishing poles in the kitchen
Open doors come from dealing lows
Tryna hit the road in the Bentley
I'm making progress, I can not digress
Dick in your bitch to for
comfort or digest
My heart done got colder, but
I done got stronger (Woo)
Shoutout to Pyrex, she just
showed me a twin sister
I'm a general, I wanna try that
Dior shopping, Brasi poppin', stop it
Walk anybody, go in a studio
make me a movie (Woo)
Pressure, apply that (Hmm)
Lawn service, cuttin' grass,
hundred yard dash
Thumbing through a bag, peel all tag
Kill the 'Gram, send a letter to
my fans, catch me if you can
Transform that to a half
a million, Afghanistan
You wouldn't understand
how I'm really living
I had it bad when I went to prison
Chris Brown diamonds
won't stop shining
Choreograph, dance on me
when it glisten, grr
I'm on a grind and I crunch it out
I'm boss slanging iron
and I punch it out
Get out of line, I'ma punch it on
Have you ever had to steal
and rob? (Give it up)
Illegal firearms in a uniform
(Boom, boom, boom)
Distributing while you work a job
Still feelin' stupid
bumming for a ride
Catching a bus for it
Still unemployed, got this
out the mud for it (Yeah)
Talk 'bout a love story
This make you really want pray
for a plug, don't you?
This a new situation, off-white
socks come by the cases
Lemon pepper sushi, I'm kicking flavor
Elongated tees got a big fragrance
Smell good, that's the
sin of a gangsta
Pedicure, manicure I get tailored
Peak of eloquence, don't gotta say it
Not human, baby, I am amazing
Foreign broad, I treat
her like my strap
Grip her hard, throw the
clip in her back
This ain't no carbon copy (Uh-uh)
Pardon the body, don't embody
the heart of Brasi
I'm where the reaper dwell
Pursuit of perfection, this ain't
been a easy trail (Uh-uh)
I'm a young millionaire
On a sea at a island surrounded
by billionaires
Kill other competition
I met a chick who a big
walking contradiction
Met me a yoga coach and she a vegan
Say she hate meat, but
she eat my penis
She sucking on me, she
freaky, she squirting
If we have a threesome,
I'm purchasing purses
The Louis, Channel, the
Hermès or the Birkin
I piss off her man and
I done it on purpose
Stuffing the check in the console
Then throw the Lambo in launch mode
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