The Featherstones - Word Around Town lyrics

[Intro: Kevin Gates] Mane I'm dead serious mane I got to pay, I got Aye I can't die p**y I got to die a gangster [Hook: Kevin Gates & Rich Homie Quan] My daily conversation, it consist of hustle Grinding from the bottom sick and tired of struggle Shining don't want pop it off it's on the muscle Police is hara**ing don't want see us come up Cause word around town they gone check the move Word around town I flick my neck with juice Word around town me and yo ex is cool And if you broke Then you know damn well I can't stand next to you Word around town [Verse 1: Kevin Gates] Shot the studio I brought the pressure through the bottle Brought my dog Truck up he ain't do nothing about it Section that they love to rep I'm clutching all around it I could keep a secret and your b**h know all about it Bread Winner 100it, taking road trips out to Houston You was f**ing off with the pill game I'm on Carolina distributing Late nights just me and Eazy we was tackling a few zombies Pray to God he free all my n***as and I hate to see 'em in bondage My daddy taught me how to get it back n***a trappin' in the dope game How you a legend to a street n***a, you ain't never sell c**aine Brian Hughes on Calumet buying everything that I bring Then you went to jail for an illegal pistol That you know you wasn't goin' to slang [Hook: Kevin Gates & Rich Homie Quan] My daily conversation, it consist of hustle Grinding from the bottom sick and tired of struggle Shining don't want pop it off it's on the muscle Police is hara**ing don't want see us come up Cause word around town they gone check the move Word around town I flick my neck with juice Word around town me and yo ex is cool And if you broke Then you know damn well I can't stand next to you Word around town [Verse 2: Kevin Gates] California, Red, White, and Blue But I'm not a fan of no Clippers Clip to the ground, Gunna back in town n***a whip down he might clip you f**in' with a b**h out in Baltimore I got a shooter all out in Maryland Went to jail all in Chicago I'mma die about it, get at me In Cook County you can ask about me Imma gangsta n***a what's happenin'? I was trying get another lil' shoulder play Back when kush stuck me into parish Stayed online no jacking off I'm a real n***a no rap Young n***a but I'm old school be with OG's no laggin' Shoulder rows bust them older cats In the game of life I mastered Either learn fast or ya die young being foolish end in disaster Why focus hard on another n***a When you could provide for your family And anything that don't add to you Most likely only subtract it [Hook: Kevin Gates & Rich Homie Quan] My daily conversation, it consist of hustle Grinding from the bottom sick and tired of struggle Shining don't want pop it off it's on the muscle Police is hara**ing don't want see us come up Cause word around town they gone check the move Word around town I flick my neck with juice Word around town me and yo ex is cool And if you broke Then you know damn well I can't stand next to you Word around town