Kevin Gates - Khaza lyrics

[Verse 1] Gates get the business cleared anywhere we at Smilin' in my face, but itchin' to get me wet Name and his mouth bad when he kick it wit' other camps Tellin' lies wit' the stamp and try to give me the wrap I'm in the street wit' it, you really won't be exact Not a good gang member, the members'll probably rat I don't trust many profession that livin' that I don't love women, I heared you could get her back Hang up in his face, watch how quick he call back Whip up at the Texaco, now, what you call that? You went in pain, how I get in it wit' you? I'm wit' all that Shoulder strap wit' a suppressor, MAC-11, fall back Speakers bumpin' 'A Milli', Osama, twin llamas Grew up seein' violence, pull up wit' the knowledge Got my GED, wish I would have made it to college