Biografia:
Kevin Jerome Gilyard (Baton Rouge, Louisiana, 5 de febrero de 1986), más conocido por su nombre artístico Kevin Gates, es un rapero, cantante y empresario estadounidense. Actualmente está firmado con la Bread Winners 'Association en asociación con Atlantic Records. Su álbum de estudio debut, Islah, lanzado en enero de 2016 y alcanzó el puesto número dos en la lista Billboard 200 de EE. UU. Antes de Islah, Gates también lanzó una serie de mixtapes que incluyen Stranger Than Fiction
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[Intro]x4
|A#m |F#
[Pre-Hook]
D#m A#m F#
24 hours, nigga, 7 days a week
D#m A#m
Gee, I don't get tired
F#
I let you other niggas sleep
D#m A#m
Turn up for that check
F#
And yeah I get it out the streets
D#m A#m
Hustle like I'm starving
F#
Going hard, I gotta eat
[Hook]
N.C. A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah)
F# A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah, yeah)
D#m A#m
Watch how I break my wrist
F#
Make that water whip
D#m A#m
Stretch it out, then flip
F#
I'm all about my chips
A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah)
F# A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah, yeah)
D#m A#m
Watch how I break my wrist
F#
Make that water whip
D#m A#m
Stretch it out, then flip
F#
I'm all about my chips
[Verse 1]
A#m
Turn up in 2 seconds
F#
Get it with music and coke, what I'm stretching
A#m
Across the street under a bando
F#
And here with your ho, could get her to go fetch it (Here boy)
A#m
On the scale, but I call it the ruler
F#
And that's what I'm using my method of measure
A#m
Got it jumping up out of the pot and
F#
My clique-ity clucking surrounding my property
A#m
I meant to say my clientickity
F#
Numbers official retawdid
A#m
Out the mud, nobody did shit for me
F#
Arrogant often I'm bigity
A#m
All about money, like what done got into me
F#
Breaking down bricks and we blowing good griggity
A#m
Say you ain't feeling me, oughta try killing me
F#
Neighborhood love me, it's hard to get rid of me
A#m
My baby mothers are sick of me
F#
I put that dick on 'em
A#m
Now they ridiculously saying, that when I don't come in I'm with a freak bitch
F#
I've been chasing my paper religiously
A#m
I'm really in the street, others pretend to be
F#
Let me get off of my grind then it's silly me
A#m F#
No one'll pity me, coming and getting me out the mud
Nigga, I'm the epitome
[Pre-Hook]
D#m A#m F#
24 hours, nigga, 7 days a week
D#m A#m
Gee, I don't get tired
F#
I let you other niggas sleep
D#m A#m
Turn up for that check
F#
And yeah I get it out the streets
D#m A#m
Hustle like I'm starving
F#
Going hard, I gotta eat
[Hook]
N.C. A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah)
F# A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah, yeah)
D#m A#m
Watch how I break my wrist
F#
Make that water whip
D#m A#m
Stretch it out, then flip
F#
I'm all about my chips
A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah)
F# A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah, yeah)
D#m A#m
Watch how I break my wrist
F#
Make that water whip
D#m A#m
Stretch it out, then flip
F#
I'm all about my chips
[Verse 2]
A#m
Money coming, money gotta flip it
F#
I ain't waiting on nobody, I'mma go get it
A#m
I ain't tripping on a nigga, I'm a gorilla
F#
Somebody take something from me, I'm gonna go kill 'em
A#m
Trap booming hard and I'm serving out the winter
F#
Burglar barred up, with a curtain on the window
A#m
Face card worth a lot of bands in the hood
F#
Had to leave the dice game, gotta bond-out
A#m
Sunday coming up, pull the cars out, look
F#
Another 20 grand, told my girl call Nook
A#m
Post bail, what the hell got all y'all shook
F#
Poo hit the line in the drop
A#m
Plug went dry, had to take another route
F#
Pulling up, getting it
I done went sickening
A#m
Drop no whip, and a nigga gon' vouch (vouch)
F#
Another 4K just stuffed in the couch
A#m
Promise I ain't tryna swag, I just got a lot of that
F#
Anybody try me, I'mma put 'em in a body bag
A#m
Follow that, copy that
Pounds in the garbage bag
F#
Backed in the bank, y'all leaving after dropping that
A#m
Call 'em back
Call 'em back
F#
Chill, no falling back
A#m
Quicker than I got it, then I done ran out of that
F#
My denims reamed, people molly out a walker
A#m F#
Shitting harder than a bitch, they gon probably want all of that
[Pre-Hook]
D#m A#m F#
24 hours, nigga, 7 days a week
D#m A#m
Gee, I don't get tired
F#
I let you other niggas sleep
D#m A#m
Turn up for that check
F#
And yeah I get it out the streets
D#m A#m
Hustle like I'm starving
F#
Going hard, I gotta eat
[Hook]
N.C. A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah)
F# A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah, yeah)
D#m A#m
Watch how I break my wrist
F#
Make that water whip
D#m A#m
Stretch it out, then flip
F#
I'm all about my chips
A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah)
F# A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah, yeah)
D#m A#m
Watch how I break my wrist
F#
Make that water whip
D#m A#m
Stretch it out, then flip
F#
I'm all about my chips
|A#m |F#
[Pre-Hook]
D#m A#m F#
24 hours, nigga, 7 days a week
D#m A#m
Gee, I don't get tired
F#
I let you other niggas sleep
D#m A#m
Turn up for that check
F#
And yeah I get it out the streets
D#m A#m
Hustle like I'm starving
F#
Going hard, I gotta eat
[Hook]
N.C. A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah)
F# A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah, yeah)
D#m A#m
Watch how I break my wrist
F#
Make that water whip
D#m A#m
Stretch it out, then flip
F#
I'm all about my chips
A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah)
F# A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah, yeah)
D#m A#m
Watch how I break my wrist
F#
Make that water whip
D#m A#m
Stretch it out, then flip
F#
I'm all about my chips
[Verse 1]
A#m
Turn up in 2 seconds
F#
Get it with music and coke, what I'm stretching
A#m
Across the street under a bando
F#
And here with your ho, could get her to go fetch it (Here boy)
A#m
On the scale, but I call it the ruler
F#
And that's what I'm using my method of measure
A#m
Got it jumping up out of the pot and
F#
My clique-ity clucking surrounding my property
A#m
I meant to say my clientickity
F#
Numbers official retawdid
A#m
Out the mud, nobody did shit for me
F#
Arrogant often I'm bigity
A#m
All about money, like what done got into me
F#
Breaking down bricks and we blowing good griggity
A#m
Say you ain't feeling me, oughta try killing me
F#
Neighborhood love me, it's hard to get rid of me
A#m
My baby mothers are sick of me
F#
I put that dick on 'em
A#m
Now they ridiculously saying, that when I don't come in I'm with a freak bitch
F#
I've been chasing my paper religiously
A#m
I'm really in the street, others pretend to be
F#
Let me get off of my grind then it's silly me
A#m F#
No one'll pity me, coming and getting me out the mud
Nigga, I'm the epitome
[Pre-Hook]
D#m A#m F#
24 hours, nigga, 7 days a week
D#m A#m
Gee, I don't get tired
F#
I let you other niggas sleep
D#m A#m
Turn up for that check
F#
And yeah I get it out the streets
D#m A#m
Hustle like I'm starving
F#
Going hard, I gotta eat
[Hook]
N.C. A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah)
F# A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah, yeah)
D#m A#m
Watch how I break my wrist
F#
Make that water whip
D#m A#m
Stretch it out, then flip
F#
I'm all about my chips
A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah)
F# A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah, yeah)
D#m A#m
Watch how I break my wrist
F#
Make that water whip
D#m A#m
Stretch it out, then flip
F#
I'm all about my chips
[Verse 2]
A#m
Money coming, money gotta flip it
F#
I ain't waiting on nobody, I'mma go get it
A#m
I ain't tripping on a nigga, I'm a gorilla
F#
Somebody take something from me, I'm gonna go kill 'em
A#m
Trap booming hard and I'm serving out the winter
F#
Burglar barred up, with a curtain on the window
A#m
Face card worth a lot of bands in the hood
F#
Had to leave the dice game, gotta bond-out
A#m
Sunday coming up, pull the cars out, look
F#
Another 20 grand, told my girl call Nook
A#m
Post bail, what the hell got all y'all shook
F#
Poo hit the line in the drop
A#m
Plug went dry, had to take another route
F#
Pulling up, getting it
I done went sickening
A#m
Drop no whip, and a nigga gon' vouch (vouch)
F#
Another 4K just stuffed in the couch
A#m
Promise I ain't tryna swag, I just got a lot of that
F#
Anybody try me, I'mma put 'em in a body bag
A#m
Follow that, copy that
Pounds in the garbage bag
F#
Backed in the bank, y'all leaving after dropping that
A#m
Call 'em back
Call 'em back
F#
Chill, no falling back
A#m
Quicker than I got it, then I done ran out of that
F#
My denims reamed, people molly out a walker
A#m F#
Shitting harder than a bitch, they gon probably want all of that
[Pre-Hook]
D#m A#m F#
24 hours, nigga, 7 days a week
D#m A#m
Gee, I don't get tired
F#
I let you other niggas sleep
D#m A#m
Turn up for that check
F#
And yeah I get it out the streets
D#m A#m
Hustle like I'm starving
F#
Going hard, I gotta eat
[Hook]
N.C. A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah)
F# A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah, yeah)
D#m A#m
Watch how I break my wrist
F#
Make that water whip
D#m A#m
Stretch it out, then flip
F#
I'm all about my chips
A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah)
F# A#m
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah, yeah)
D#m A#m
Watch how I break my wrist
F#
Make that water whip
D#m A#m
Stretch it out, then flip
F#
I'm all about my chips
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