Kevin Gates - Be Somebody (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Kevin Gates - Be Somebody (en) Lyrics
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People ask me why I wear
that towel on my head
I be tellin' 'em, I wear that
towel on my head where
I represent the ancestors
And we just feel niggas, we wet
the towel, wear it on our
head to keep ourself cool
Pain and suffering, experience
my whole life
Used to pray to God, but
He probably won't reply
Could you send someone to
me if you don't mind?
Stay by my side and stick
it out for the long ride
Have you ever needed somebody?
Tired of being broke and
want to be somebody
My heart too genuine, sometimes
feel I wasn't built to love
Victim of this cold world,
nigga, difficult to trust
(My heart too genuine, sometimes
feel I wasn't built to love
Victim of this cold world, nigga,
difficult to trust)
My mother died when givin' birth
to me, they brought her back
Immaculate conception, to be
absent from the body then
you in the holy presence
All the angels, stars around her
when somebody mention Kevin
Guess it can't be no coincidences
that it rhyme with heaven
Everybody hatin' me, black
shit, narcotic sellin'
Do what you want, every time I go
to jail, ain't do no tellin'
Grandma done put her arms around
me, told me be more careful
Used to feel like I was cursed, I
know my worth now, I know better
I sit high, but I look low, and
all of mine gon' be protected
Could you do me a little favor if you're
listenin' to this message?
Don't you ever let nobody tell
you ain't no blessing
Don't you ever let nobody tell
you you ain't special
I said don't you ever let nobody
tell you you ain't special
Wrote to Hill Moore, but I guess
he ain't get the letter
System got Lucas wrong, he
been gone since I was 11
Every lawyer say he comin' home,
it gets so depressin'
Meanwhile the family's stressin',
tryin' to put it back together
[?] pair of children grown now,
instead of asking questions
And they look at me for answers, and
I don't know what to tell 'em
God looks so much like Mazi, [?]
Told my mom, you ever need me,
bump the line, and imma [?]
Better know I spread my wings,
you surrounded by the steppa
You better know I'm a big eagle if
you're listenin' to this message
Victim of this cold world, make
it difficult to trust
Built to love, make it
difficult to trust)
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