Kevin Gates - It Shows lyrics

[Intro:] I don't get tired... [Verse 1:] Broke another ten for the Bread Winner Brick Gang Popping up pregnant, sIlly b**h tryna trick Gates Start selling p**y, maybe that'll get your rent paid Come to think about it, don't you live with your mama? I don't give a sh** when I ride 'round the bottom Cocaine vet, pedal shifting on Highland Boosie had a black Monte Carlo and a 'Burban I was in a grey Monte Carlo and a Tahoe He was doing shows, bad hoes up in [?] I was speaking Spanish with the plug havin' convos [?] ran lips, hit the line every morning Cause they know I keep the lean by the carload In the top, hit the boulevard solo Big Right know I got soft for the low-low In a drought, me and Nook, only ones had dope n***a blew my leg off for a nine-piece Tried to grab the gun, couldn't get it, middle of the night Had to fight for my life when you try me Connecting this year, we'll mark my n***a I love my n***a, I owe you one n***a Brookstown Richard, that's my little brother Everytime I think about him, gotta tell him that I love him Praying to the Lord that Car came from under that charge Free my n***a Head when I bow my head [Hook:] Late night, when alone, can't sleep I got too many problems The weight of the world on my shoulders Pray that heaven do something about it The chick that I'm lovin' Wondering who is she f**in' The friends I got 'round me Wonder which one of them sour Pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup Pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, b**h I'm pourin' the Pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup b**h I'm pourin' the syrup b**h I'm pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup b**h I'm pourin' the syrup [Verse 2:] I was naive, thinking that I couldn't get hurt Thought she was faithful, f** her but my dick burnt Everybody laughed when I kissed her I can't even lie, to this day still I miss her We was on [?] Used to go to sleep in the p**y on an air mat André Harris talked bad behind my back Even though it hurted, I ain't tripping, never mind that Me and Darrell Harris in a stolen car thugging You get out of line, he goin' put you in a puddle Me and Brittney Harris in the side room cuddlin' Eat the p**y while she on the rag, like "Yummy" My daddy nephew, kinda make him my cousin We was having lunch at Chimes when you told me that you love me I ain't never back down from a fight in my life Big Yock slapped you, you went and got your cousin n***a shot and missed, and I came back jumping I was 13 when I put one under Ask my mama, go ask my brother Go on South 12th, and go ask Big London (shoutout) Jamison and Gary and Will know the truth I was selling crack with the cameras on the roof You was never that, at the plant working turnarounds (turnarounds?) Little Steve hittin' your b**h from the back, matter fact That's a fact, when I seen it, had to turn around E-Dub, Dope Boy, Lil E, Big Mook Me and Foots in my truck with the burners out When you was on 3rd St., and ain't wanna squeeze Pillow talking with your b**h, tryna play me like I'm weak Now I'm coming at your girl, top n***a, no problem You will never find out another thing about it Come to think about it, got a coffee shop in Denver, Colorado I'mma catch her when she visiting her mama Ri-Ri, fine, you're old man hate me? Can't rap like Gates, f**ing up lately? Me, you, and Dreka oughta take a vacation We can have a threesome after waking up in Vegas Give you 50k, fail to mention what it came with Eat, pray, making love, see the world baby Breadwinners swim where I'm f**ing with a gangsta You can model for my line, I can make you famous Running from my tongue when I lick all in your an*s Intelligent the way I talk, vagina I contained it Ever been ate, two mouths at the same time? Ever had lips on your booty and your p**y Got your body feeling mushy When your water go to gushing Brazillian wax, I don't like playing in the bushes Pull your hair, smack it, bend back, get a whoopin' [Hook]