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Kevin Gates - World Luv [Official Audio]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Yung Lan
Yung Lan
Producer

Lyrics

Yung Lan on the track I'm with you, nigga, hold your heads, you heard me? I know what you goin' through You know (hey, I'm with you) You don't really get no award for keepin' it real these days (Let's go) Seem like they only proud of pussy niggas (pussy niggas) I'm sick of prayin' and hopin' (yeah, prayin' and hopin') I'm sick of waitin' on 'em (waitin' on 'em) Sick of remainin' focused Pussy niggas (pussy niggas) Yeah, that's what the world love (world) It's hurtful, that's what the girl I used to love, love Pussy niggas (pussy niggas) They never keep it solid We know they flawed but they still get embraced by everybody Pussy niggas (pussy niggas) That's what the world love (world) It's hurtful, that's what the girl I used to love, love You get the platinum all your life and you ain't win no award Good from the shoulders and the holster and 'bout slangin' it raw You take your lick when you get caught, then go lay down behind bars You want a charge that wasn't yours, they hear the pain in your voice Cold soldiers stand focused, guess they left you no choice You mad with God like why he put this on somebody he love? You need some bread Your people dragged their feet, you wonder what up You stand on ten, you don't pretend, a nigga play, you cut up You done matured, you got released, okay, you know a lil' somethin' Everybody watchin', you surprised 'em, they ain't know you was comin' You've been grindin', you ain't comin' out the pocket for nothin' Your baby mama fucked your partner But that don't stop you from hustle Seem like they only proud of pussy niggas (pussy niggas) I'm sick of prayin' and hopin' (yeah, prayin' and hopin') I'm sick of waitin' on 'em (waitin' on 'em) Sick of remainin' focused Pussy niggas (pussy niggas) Yeah, that's what the world love (world) It's hurtful, that's what the girl I used to love, love Pussy niggas (pussy niggas) They never keep it solid We know they flawed but they still get embraced by everybody Pussy niggas (pussy niggas) That's what the world love (world love) It's hurtful, that's what the girl I used to love, love Was doin' bad, on my ass, fell on my dick again When you dead broke, you prolly feel it'll never get fixed again I'm scrapin' the plate, I'm paper chasin', I'm on my shit again That Porsche Panamera roll, 21s on Michelins (Michelins) You broke my heart, you say you sorry I say, "Don't mention it" (mention it) You believed in him more than you did me I know you miss the kid (miss the kid, yeah) You threw up your feet on all those nights You know what the business is (business is) Even though you really don't suck that dick Better than your sister did (sister did) I'm in the party turnt up, I got the jewelry dancin' Sayin' that I'm really not what you want, then why you lookin' at me? Why you lookin' at me, starin', actin' like you alright? Know I used to grip your waist and beat that pussy all night Seem like they only proud of pussy niggas (all night, all night, all night) I'm sick of prayin' and hopin' (all night, all night, all night) I'm sick of waitin' on 'em (waitin' on 'em) Sick of remainin' focused Pussy niggas (pussy niggas) Yeah, that's what the world love It's hurtful, that's what the girl I used to love, love Pussy niggas (pussy niggas) They never keep it solid We know they flawed but they still get embraced by everybody Pussy niggas (pussy niggas) That's what the world love (world love) It's hurtful, that's what the girl I used to love, love I was a brick man, you want a pill seller Bitch, you was my girl I'd give you the world, seem like you'd rather struggle Said you want to be in love, but you wasn't ready for it You left a nigga with metric tons to be with a petty hustler I'm in the game, too much respect to say some names out here These lil' hoes do anything for lil' change out here Bae, I harbor no resentment toward you, God sent me an angel Things been goin' different for me, she had a couple children for me Seems it always used to rain But Heaven painted a different picture for me I had a lot of love to give, but people tried to steal it from me
Writer(s): Kevin Gates, Milan Modi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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