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Lyricist: Kevin Gates
Lyrics:
[Intro] Blessed is the man that walks not in the council of the ungodly Behold, I send you out as sheep amidst the wolves
[Hook] Broken rib, I'm operational. Attention Operator Laboratory is a kitchen stove, look who's operatin' Oh, its for real though, Ill probably be this way for life Oh, its for real though, Made a few nickels off the white She like I hold us down no matter what, cause Im a rider I hold us down no matter what, cause Im a rider I hold us down no matter what, cause Im a rider You really miss someone you love, hold up a lighter
[Verse 1] Muzzles black on the tip, runnin' back on a bitch Put me in or I flip, grab rock and run an assist Crossed without crossing lines, would suggest that I'm on my shit Be not blinded, time allotted for grindin', that's all I get All I give is maybe, simple solutions to those in debt Tried to pimp me, simply broke out a Frisbee and told em fetch I'm a dog, brain ain't on the same page that you lames on Ate off the plate that the un-removable stains on Speakin' of removable, send a few of my shooters through, maneuver through Where your people kick it and remove a few Say his girls a harlot, and he responded 'Gates Im through with you.' Back to removable, BLAOW had to remove a tooth
[Hook] Broken rib, Im operational. Attention Operator Laboratory is a kitchen stove, look who's operatin' Oh, its for real though, Ill probably be this way for life Oh, its for real though, Made a few nickels off the white She like I hold us down no matter what, cause Im a rider I hold us down no matter what, cause Im a rider I hold us down no matter what, cause Im a rider You really miss someone you love, hold up a lighter
[Verse 2] Inner city in which I grew up, no running from problems The W, docker bottoms, rockin socks and the collar On side of Roxy, actin lessons and a spiced tomato Rocky touchin twelve ounces, chargin nothin to rob him Im in Atlanta but my mind in Los Angeles The 'rari reciprocates lost my mind in Los Angeles Ferrari California Ferrari California Hit the weed, tat my neck Then his sleeves, not a chest Slingin D, You can't tell? Lookin' mean, Ain't I fresh? Free my nigga, Tedrick Shavers Eric Banks, I love to death Hourly consumption round you kifflin women got me vexed CTC! What that mean? Mean you need to cut the check
[Hook] Broken rib, Im operational. Attention Operator Laboratory is a kitchen stove, look who's operatin' Oh, its for real though, Ill probably be this way for life Oh, its for real though, Made a few nickels off the white She like I hold us down no matter what, cause Im a rider I hold us down no matter what, cause Im a rider I hold us down no matter what, cause Im a rider You really miss someone you love, hold up a lighter
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