Jumbotron Freestyle Lyrics – Kevin Gates

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(Need your touch)
(I didn’t like fitting on you, love is my drug)
Sorry for your loss
(Need your touch)
(I didn’t like fitting on you, love is my drug)
I was dealing with life
Need your touch
I didn’t like fitting on you, love is my drug
Need your touch
I didn’t like fitting on you, love is my drug

Have a unit on the scale, five hundred four gram
Remember when the smokers used to hit it off the coc*ine
Ten toes flat, I ain’t backing off from no man
They gon’ move on my command, look mama, no hands
Same reefer in the alley, s*it I stick in row man
Nothing different for all of y’all, I ain’t about the whole bag
All G with a friend, got it in, made a crew tell
Pull a hair, rip her from the rеar, hit her from the back
D!ck kicked in likе a two-pound world champ
Punishing the one who likes getting her girl man
Long way, way trapping, hard catching, hard sales
Said it before, but I’m pulling with a cartel
Teddy bear shirt bust open, cartel swag
Get in that, I keep it positive, but I’m still thugging
Face tats like Gates, you ain’t never killed nothing
I’m a real street n!gga, homie, I got real muscle
I don’t pray to Allah, all of that don’t mean nothing
Getting ready, here come Ramadan, I’m a real Muslim

Need your touch
I didn’t like fitting on you, love is my drug, I’m a real Muslim
Need your touch
I didn’t like fitting on you, love is my drug, I’m a real Muslim

Hello
Ma

Hey mate
Hey, I’ve been getting all your text messages and all that, I love you, I know it might be late
But I just called you
You call me anytime, 24/7
Yeah, I just called to tell you I love you, I’m in the studio, you know I’m in the mix with this change, trying to rock a new summer
(Need your touch)
(Hey, I love you)
I’ll tell you another thing
Your son a gangster, I love you
I love you more
My mama know I hustle, my mama know I’m God
Don’t want me in business for to end up like her other brother
Rebuilt the frame, no attachments, I’m not getting worse
Got to be different, still use the mirror when in reverse
911 turbo, that’s addition in the ceiling verse
Had intentions in the relations, I hate it didn’t work
I don’t feel remorse for nobody, I sit them in the dirt
Sorry for your loss, I don’t know why you sit in church
Them will meet certainly, one of us leaving in a hearse
(Hey, I love you)
(I love you more)
(I’m a real Muslim)
Bullet wounds covered, I’m tatted up underneath my shirt
Still get that twitch every now and then, I can feel it jerk
Third house noted, we some serious on the turf
You see my b!tch on the trim now, soon you heard
Gossiping my s*xual encounters, why y’all was out in Turks
Fields and the liquor on the assistant, she want to reserve, I’m reading d!ck off the gristle, I ain’t even get her purse
(Did a perfect)
Let me let you be happy, get out the way, I maneuver first
Disappointed, I don’t harbor resentment, pretend it didn’t hurt
Never hear anything, haters don’t lie to me while we on this earth
I love you, take it up with the universe
(I love you)
(I love you more)
(I’m a real Muslim)
Take it up with the universe
(I’m a real Muslim, doing square business)
(I love you, I love you more)
I’m in the universe
Just got off the phone with some real trap n!ggas
(I love you)
B!tch, big commotion
(I love you)
(I love you more)
(I’m a real Muslim, doing square business, just got off the phone with some real trap n!ggas)
(Yes and then you turn around, see what you turning around)
(I didn’t like fitting on you, love is my drug)
(I’m a real Muslim)
(I didn’t like fitting on you, love is my drug)
(I’m a real Muslim)
(I didn’t like fitting on you, love is my drug)
(I’m a real Muslim)