Kevin Gates – Give It All I Got Lyrics | Official Audio

Lyrics Give It All I Got – Kevin Gates

From the driver side door, you take my pain
And you turn it into purpose you hold on to me
Sometimes you hold on to me, work n**ga

Work comin’ in from a lot of different spots
Shift never over soldiers workin’ ’round the clock
I no longer gamble since my partna lost his top
I hustle through the pain I just give it all I got
Foreign engineerin’ I maneuver to the guap
Wishin’ optimistic this s**t started over pots

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Everybody ’round me got agendas
I be watchin’ while they plot
Hustle through the pain
I just give it all I got

All the rejection Im catchin’ hell flashback and propel
Turn my pain into purpose focal point to excel
Give me the funds doin’ crunches shirt double XL
Prison lunches doin’ lunges in the back of a cell
Went to the penn and did a bid Im plugged wit’ the cartel
I get roadside assistance they deliver the bales
Punted s**t for our sister bodies under my belt
Imma 3 time convicted felon 50 million in wealth

It’s a 100 k a feature or go find someone else
I’m a bread winner Don b**ch Im signin’ myself
White wraith in the slums parked in front the projects
I don’t hang where Im from I just bought the projects

Work comin’ in from a lot of different spots
Shift never over soldiers workin’ ’round the clock
I no longer gamble since my partna lost his top
I hustle through the pain I just give it all I got
Foreign engineerin’ I maneuver to the guap
Wishin’ optimistic this s**t started over pots

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Everybody ’round me got agendas
I be watchin’ while they plot
Hustle through the pain
I just give it all I got

Congested all my feelings I learned how to compress ’em
Got over bein’ neglected used to hate my reflection
Scarred all over my body brick layer finesser
Big timer William Rider brushed aluminum texture

Matte white soft close touch pull up Im flexin’
Private jet fly correct 40 thousand no pressure
Throwin’ money at the strippers order up and invest it
Put her legs up by her head she do that wit’ no effort

Crack a smile my mouth illuminated really on ice
Fly you in from outta town and put some deeck in your life
Different methods disinfecting different parts of my brain
Coulda went and saw a car but I went caught me a chain

Work comin’ in from a lot of different spots
Shift never over soldiers workin’ ’round the clock
I no longer gamble since my partna lost his top
I hustle through the pain I just give it all I got
Foreign engineerin’ I maneuver to the guap
Wishin’ optimistic this s**t started over pots

Everybody ’round me got agendas
I be watchin’ while they plot
Hustle through the pain
I just give it all I got…

➤ Written by Kevin Gates
Produced by Drumma Boy
Kevin Gates | 2020

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