My Name - Kevin Gates

It ain’t a diss song

It’s a real song

Concert in town, ain’t nobody beating me out

Shit I’m the rawest

And the rap game leaving me out

Everybody looking for entertainment on the 4th

I’m on the block, maintaining no entertainment at all

I’m sick of being patient

I’m sick of waiting to ball

Them niggas got a deal

How come ain’t nobody asking me?

Them niggas just acting, they ain’t even half of me

Never been shot, never been to jail

I get locked never tell, see this rock I’ma sell

In the club by myself when they frontin' and mean muggin'

Can’t intimidate a G, shut don’t mean nothing

First bitch I ever loved let Jarrod get that ass

Second bitch I ever loved, killed in a car crash

Older brother trippin' get to slippin' go to war fast

Armed robbery, apprehension

Co-defendant, never caught

Stood on the code of armor and never told on my nigga

(get 'um)

I was supposed to be done blowed already

He the rawest, he retarded, but no not Kevin

Strained through the pain, and the lames can’t feel 'um

Names rang in my state but my name ain’t nuthin'

On stage, we rocked out

Rockin' the crowd, in exchange I get played rockin' a frown

My bitch a gold digger she wiping 'um down

While in the trap he piping her down

I accept it, didn’t like it but I took it and smiled

I look to the clouds, to the heavens ain’t speaking aloud

Forever making mistakes, falling on my face

I just wanna die, how much more could I take?

God give me a sign

Show me I’m not forsaken

I trusted you for years, still I’m alone and naked

Maybe I’m to blame, I wasn’t made to make it

Or you look at me the same

The same as you look at Satan

How you try to love when you’re hearts full of hatred?

How do you forgive when in your heart it ain’t

I don’t pop, you understand?

I’m a killer I tote Glocks, you understand?

Labels try to get me from my label they tried

Being loyal to my father I frankly denied

Played the bitch ass nigga

Ass nigga gave orders

Came with no complaining, taking it raw

Same thing never granted me creative control

Feeling loved when your people got cheesed by the freezer bag

I tried hard to tell 'um I’m in need of cash

I’m the one you screamin' at

Fuck it i won’t even ask

I was supposed to be done blowed already

He the rawest, he retarded, but no not Kevin

Strained through the pain, and the lames can’t feel 'um

Names rang in my state but my name ain’t nuthin'