Lyrics Major League.lrc Kevin Gates
[id: pshxizvc]
[ar: Kevin Gates]
[al: Major League]
[ti: Major League]
[length: 02:51]
[00:00.46]Well, one of these ol’ pussy-ass niggas do what y’all salute (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[00:03.11]Bitch-ass niggas know they actin’ cap (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[00:05.26]Luca Brasi
[00:06.09]On the road, back to back for shows, and I ain’t get a cent off that (at all)
[00:09.57]Back to cookin’ fish, smell like a brick, I got that scent off that (on God)
[00:12.75]Closed doors, ones closest hurtin’ your emotions (huh?)
[00:15.54]Then get ’round, they fake supporters and play perfect on the socials (hmm)
[00:19.25]I can’t go along to get a long, I’m a big soldier (easy)
[00:22.00]Killa Stone reincarnatin’, all Magnolia
[00:25.09]That other nigga, we are not the same, fall back homie (bitch)
[00:28.45]I am downtown, night ward, Baton Rouge, big dawg
[00:31.10]E-Wayne, K-Wayne, B-Wayne, gettin’ off (woo)
[00:35.14]Meditate, Seroquel, Elavil, sick cough (roof)
[00:38.28]New buildin’, violated
[00:39.91]Got shipped, ten songs
[00:41.56]I done been up-state with niggas afraid to walk the big yard
[00:44.75]Bad karma come to those who cross me, bust the beef here (boom, boom)
[00:47.97]70805, I pull up, hop off, got some street cred’
[00:51.12]Lil’ one snuck me, he dead, that other nigga, he dead
[00:54.25]I’m major league swingin’ this big bitch, you know how we play it
[00:57.64]Copied all my tats, he actin’ like he put in work for this (yeah)
[01:00.72]You ain’t work the trench, you pussy bitch, you rode a bunch of dicks
[01:03.84]Heal with that retinol, yeah
[01:05.71]Four niggas in folders, yeah
[01:07.20]Lord’s got a name for it, don’t know what to call it yet
[01:10.51]Gunner, ward mighty, Breadwinner, John Gotti (wah)
[01:13.32]King Ox hit the fed, cut his dreads, kept it solid (wah)
[01:16.44]Tell Lil Hank, that’s my gangster, Jonathan like John Stockton
[01:19.70]Know if I go back, I could lay back ’cause I know that he got me
[01:22.98]Dre chillin’ my accountant, buku money counters counting
[01:26.07]I get John Wheeler, all of his responses gon’ be copied (gone)
[01:29.55]Pretty bitch, big booty, Texas, she responded (what up?)
[01:32.51]Eat that dick up on command, meanin’ she in correspondence
[01:35.64]Pretty feet, I nibble on her cheeks when we at my apartment (oh)
[01:38.85]All up in her arteries, I slang that dick in high performance
[01:42.07]Real drug lord fresh, Kevin dress designer garments
[01:45.30]Plugged in, I’ma make coca, opposite of boring
[01:48.49]Really did it from the corner, graduated to a trap spot
[01:51.71]You knew ’bout Gates, 2008, you call that bitch the Match Box
[01:55.19]Safety pin and nitro digit scales, I’m moving crack out
[01:58.26]Lil’ bitch off Tennessee in here with me, I blew her back out
[02:01.44]My partner tellin’ me the game foul, I should back out
[02:04.70]My same partner left me in a gown with my back out
[02:07.10]Rappers got around me, my stories, they re-enact out
[02:10.84]Real big speakers, you ain’t did no time, it just don’t add out
[02:14.31]Vroom, Urus wide body kit, I whip the Lamb’ out
[02:17.27]Talked about by pussy niggas who indigent with they hand out
[02:20.80]Heroin and syringes, real militant, it should tan out
[02:23.68]First niggas said they stand on nation business, I’m official
[02:26.10]Feelin’ like Demar Derozan, got looked over, turned me vicious
[02:30.14]They salute the fakes, say, “Fuck the real,” I wonder what I did ’em
[02:33.21]I got plenty pretty women whom I won’t give no commitment
[02:36.52]Steppin’ on these niggas, fell in love with my new mission
[02:39.69]I know music cool, but I know sellin’ drugs would get me richer
[02:42.91]With the shit of life sentence come with this and I’m convicted
[02:46.62]Damn, we done run out of beat
[02:48.76]Year of Release: 2022