Dj Ya Boy Earl - Glock Stayin Cocked lyrics

[Intro] Gus make my beats I'm straight with tracks, cousin Aim, freeze The Glock staying co*ked, aim, freeze [x3] [Verse 1: Kevin Gates] I put that on my life, my hoe, my BG's in training Fleeing from the DT's, my street getting strangled When I'm hungry gotta have it, so the heaters don't go crazy You know Travis, that's my n***a, you can miss me with that hating Knowing life ain't nothing easy so I keep one in the chamber Be with Beezy, my lil' Beezy, you know me, you know a gangsta Stole my quarter bird, so I don't reason with you fakers Ran up on [?] show my teeth, and got to banging My momma know I'm gutta', my momma know I'm strapped She know I k**ed Akeem and Keith ain't try to murder back She know Kristina and Alicia keep my dirty gats She know you take a shot at me, I'm sending thirty back Gates on the muscle, got base for a customer Weight what I shuffle, so my cake on the up and up I f** with solid n***as, hoping that they tell the truth to me People point the finger based on how a n***a used to be [Chorus] Glock staying' co*ked, you aim, squeeze [x8] [Verse 2: Kevin Gates] For my protection Ima' squeeze the fifth, not just where my fingers at n***as know my altercation basic, where I see it at Badger me with questions, I don't answer, don't believe in that Claim that you supposed to know, asking where I keep it at My team like my silencer, 40 get my business handled Dirty urine samples [?], and had to go to jail Went and make my lawyer fight, reduction got me out on bail Gates be like "f** the parish", throttle through the red light We get apprehended, district send us to the fed line Only words of wisdom, if you sleeping it ain't bedtime Now I'm drinking water for my kidneys, trynna' piss it off n***as with that stitch, get that issue when we pick em' off I can't comprehend you talking' reckless on the cellular Life is too depressing to be stressing on the regular Disconnect my chirp, my cousin out in Tennessee Standing on the block with foots, I could sip a lot of lean [x9] [Chorus] [Verse 3: Kevin Gates] How you adjusted to the pressure when your people always help you out? n***as was your n***as would they really try and sell you out Show you what my mail about, my album on a later date Confessions of a casualty, turn around on Labor Day Now I'm out here every day On the grind, slangin' yay Serious bout' my benjamin's, I'll stick you all off in your face Fresh in my white tee Licking on my white teeth Feted through my avenue, similar to Spike Lee You could Do The Right Thing Or get hit with the night beam Any disrespecting, with my weapon Ima' sling a few Binocular precision, with this Smith an Wesson when I aim at you God answer prayers, always knew that I get it straight Even as a child watching Jenny Jones and Ricky Lake Been about that action, got a scratching for a bigger plate Bitter with the [?] make me better Learn to drop my nuts too takin chances, made me cheddar [Gates Speaking] You see what the f** I be talking' bout? n***a can't even support they head But you know my drug habit cost more than some of you n***as rent Get it right, keep Gates name in ya mouth, Ima' bat the f** out you [Chorus]