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Kevin Gates - Free At Last (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Songwriter
Al Geno
Al Geno
Songwriter
Cozy From Earth
Cozy From Earth
Songwriter
Mattazik Muzik
Mattazik Muzik
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Al Geno
Al Geno
Producer
Cozy From Earth
Cozy From Earth
Producer
Mattazik Muzik
Mattazik Muzik
Producer
John Will
John Will
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah (Matt, what up?) Hmm (it's on the way) (Al Geno on the track) I'm out here for real, dig, ya heard me? (Audible) On go, high and low Pronto (pronto), I got it coming in, pronto (woo) Stuffin' the check in the console (ooh) Then throw the Lambo in launch mode (hmm) Release the things that'll keep me back (yeah) Cut off my hoe, now I'm free at last Want me to be fake, can't agree with that (woo) Having my way, now I'm free at last, yeah Having my way, now I'm free at last Having my way, now I'm free at last Pronto, I got 'em coming in, pronto (free at last) Stuffing the check in the console (yeah) Then throw the Lambo in launch mode (hmm) I look at everybody 'round me different I know agenda's always probably hidden Bread Winners sticking to the mission Depression'll disappear while doing fitness I come from cooked dope over crack stove Clutching fishing poles in the kitchen Open doors come from dealing lows Tryna hit the road in the Bentley I'm making progress, I can not digress Dick in your bitch to for comfort or digest My heart done got colder, but I done got stronger (woo) Shoutout to Pyrex, she just showed me a twin sister I'm a general, I wanna try that Dior shopping, Brasi poppin', stop it Walk anybody, go in a studio, make me a movie (woo) Pressure, apply that (hmm) Lawn service, cuttin' grass, hundred-yard dash Thumbing through a bag, peel all tag Kill the 'Gram, send a letter to my fans, catch me if you can Transform that to a half a million, Afghanistan You wouldn't understand how I'm really living I had it bad when I went to prison Chris Brown, diamonds won't stop shining Choreograph, dance on me when it glisten, grr I'm on a grind and I crunch it out I'm boss slanging iron and I punch it out Get out of line, I'ma punch it on Pronto (pronto), I got it coming in, pronto (woo) Stuffing the check in the console (ooh) Then throw the Lambo in launch mode (hmm) Release the things that'll keep me back (yeah) Cut off my hoe, now I'm free at last Want me to be fake, can't agree with that (woo) Having my way, now I'm free at last, yeah Having my way, now I'm free at last Having my way, now I'm free at last Pronto, I got 'em coming in, pronto (free at last) Stuffing the check in the console (yeah) Then throw the Lambo in launch mode (hmm) Have you ever had to steal and rob? (Give it up) Illegal firearms in a uniform (boom, boom, boom) Distributing while you work, a job? Still feelin' stupid, bumming for a ride Catching a bus for it Still unemployed, got this out the mud for it (yeah) Talk 'bout a love story This make you really want pray for a plug, don't you? This a new situation, off-white socks come by the cases Lemon pepper sushi, I'm kicking flavor Elongated tees got a big fragrance Smell good, that's the sin of a gangsta Pedicure, manicure I get tailored Peak of eloquence, don't gotta say it Not human, baby, I am amazing Foreign broad, I treat her like my strap Grip her hard, throw the clip in her back (eh) This ain't no carbon copy (uh-uh) Pardon the body, don't embody the heart of Brasi I'm where the reaper dwell Pursuit of perfection, this ain't been no easy trail (uh-uh) I'm a young millionaire On a sea at a island surrounded by billionaires Kill other competition I met a chick who a big walking contradiction Met me a yoga coach and she a vegan Say she hate meat, but she ate my penis She sucking on me an' she freaky, she squirting If we have a threesome, I'm purchasing purses The Louis, Channel, the Hermès or the Birkin I piss off her man and I done it on purpose Pronto (pronto), I got it coming in, pronto (woo) Stuffing the check in the console (ooh) Then throw the Lambo in launch mode (hmm) Release the things that'll keep me back (yeah) Cut off my hoe, now I'm free at last Want me to be fake, can't agree with that (woo) Having my way, now I'm free at last, yeah Having my way, now I'm free at last Having my way, now I'm free at last Pronto, I got 'em coming in, pronto (free at last) Stuffing the check in the console Then throw the Lambo in launch mode
Writer(s): Kevin Gates, Matthew Edward Robinson, Al Geno, Cozy From Earth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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