Kevin Gates – PTOE Lyrics

(Missing lyrics) lookin’ out the store
(Missing lyrics) lookin’ out the store

Perspective was out of focus, I’m frequently losin’ focus
Feelings in the way as I battle with old emotions
Ten toes down, I’m standin’ up in devotion
I was born again, I’m finally havin’ motion
Forgive my for my sins, I’m knowin’ they see me growin’
Protect me from my friends, i”m knowin’ the opposin’
Jerome lookin’ at me, he just smile
I meant to say Jerome Craft, I’ma make you proud
Thanking’ God for what I am experiencin’ right now
They look up to Gates, look inside it, everybody image see a touch of Gates
Had a good friend, but, you killed it through my love await
Now they in they feelings ’cause they cannot get in touch with Gates
Kirboy (missing lyrics), big God of the North
I’m slangin’ ROss, seekin’ no applause when I talk
The Godmother came to me, told me I was sacred
The world gon’ be grateful, the other ones gon’ hate you
Gangster reason right here, guide me through the Matrix
J Real, I appreciate all of the conversations
All though I was hard-headed, still reachin’ my destination
I got uptown hustle, I come from under Big London
Showin’ love, expectin’ nothin’, the money comin’, abundance
Showin’ love, expectin’ nothin’, the money comin’, abundance
It’s ’bout that time, almost time, not right now
‘Bout that time
Ayy, I got them in a slow cooker, you heard me?
Boom, with the rooms gone, celly hole things
Rockin’ glass, how I was cashed out
Now, we up in rain
‘Member when I used to save my pants everywhere I go
Bitch you know I’ma show my ass everywhere I go
Now, she callin’ me on speed dial, wanna re-trial
Held court, you ain’t beat trial, you can leave now
And I’m speakin’ up in court, had my back against the road
They was steady throwin’ jabs, hit him with the overthrow
I just hit him with the dab, and they caught a overdose
I was prayin’ in the roads, now we in the holy Ghost
All alone in my solitude lookin’ at the stars
Wonderin’ if Meek Mill ever miss Nicki Minaj
When you takin’ care of everybody, shit get kinda hard
When you come up in the ghetto, you don’t kill, then you get robbed
When you come up bein’ broke, we would hare the same clothes
Hardest thing for me to do was let my main man go
Elevatin’ mentally, I hope he know that I love him
Relationships with toxicity are counterproductive
Now, these labels hittin’ hard on the phone all-day
Since this needed in the office down a long hallway
Bitch, I’m turned up now, and I can’t turn up
Hundred million on a check, me and Drek’ turned up
They want pharmaceuticals, ain’t’ sellin’ my soul
Lot of diamonds, I’m already shinin’, platinum, and gold
I been on a long road, I know life is not fair
God blessed me with a Angel, now somebody, that’s rare
And I realized that when she play with my hair
When she rub on my face, pick the bumps off my back
Look at all of that ass, what you doin’ with all that?
Know it jammed (missing lyrics), why you shakin’ like that?
Now, we in my big truck takin’ road trips
Focused tryna keep it in the road still
I promise I’ma keep on bein’ a lover
Already got a lover, so, I cannot be a lover
You not committed by anything, you distracted by everything
I put that on everything
Got Forgies on everything

Got Forgies on everything
Got Forgies on everything
Got Forgies on everything
Now, we in my big truck takin’ road trips
Focused tryna keep it in the road still
(Missing lyrics) lookin’ out the store
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