Kevin Gates - Block Away (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Kevin Gates - Block Away (en) Lyrics
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What I look like worryin' 'bout a body
count? Bitch, you were my ho
Used to make that ass clap for
me, show time in Apollo
Need a bricklayer, I sent you 'cross
the border from Chicago
I like you more than some lil'
comments and a follow
Block away, block away, block away
The way I shook back, she
can block my page
Can't stand to see me movin'
on, I'm in a better place
Been a gangster, but the smile
been locked in on my face
Fuck whoever got some shit to say
Flexin' hard for my new bae,
gon' have to block my page
Wanna bring me down,
okay, but not today
Luca Brasi love, knowin'
that Brasi comin'
Wanna be mine, been plenty of times
exhibited enemy vibes in public
No sense in me lyin', unlimited time,
addicted to grind and hustle
Whenever you 'round, you let your hair
down (Giver supplyin' the muscle)
Stimulated your mind, intelligent,
uh, dealin' with mild seduction
Demeanor intriguin', whenever
I'm speakin', all of my diamonds
bussin' (Bling, blaow)
Wasn't designed for cuffin',
can I retire from thuggin'?
Leavin' with me, know a private
retreat, and I promise
you now you gon' love me
When we in the mirror, I'm rough
from the rear, I'm goin'
inside of your stomach
The face you make while I'm
grippin' your waist, lovin'
your body adjustment
Told you this would happen if
I get you back to my place
Strokin' in slow motion on the
pallet by the fireplace
Wanna bring me down, okay,
but not today (Real talk)
I don't do textin', double request,
I'm not with aggressive phone tag
Really feel like twice is beggin',
learned my lesson, grown past it
Don't be passed up bein' passive
like you so much motion havin'
Leave or stay, promise I walk away,
I won't look back at you
Frantic, yeah, I'm past you, I won't
take a second glance at you
Quick to celebrate you, ain't got
time for fakin', I'm a gangster
G-Shock watches, cocaine sneakers,
trappin' hard in my Adidas
Meanin' all day, I dream about
stacks and not no skeezers
Disappointments only motivate
me, turn up for no reason
Better than I used to be, know it's
gon' hurt you when you see me
Bread Winner motion picture,
now they watchin' me on TV
They ho wishin' they was with me,
niggas wishin' they could be me
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