Letra de 7:12pm (Freestyle) - Kevin Gates

Y'all know what's out with me, I don't wanna talk

Hurt people, hurt people

I'm destroyed on the inside

Khaza deluxe on the way (8...), I ain't doin' no playin', what's happenin'

(Wheezy outta here)

Send my intent, diamonds legit, you see the earings (Bling, baow)

Acetone finish, ether base crystal, smell like propane

In the two wrapper with eagle stance, we in the dope gang

Interstate traffic, compartment compacted with Colgate (Grr)

Shoutout the ones that Big Sand is standin' on, they on it

General population, the gangster hold his own weight

Auto reload, Cartel Bo send you them whole things (What that be?)

Emerald cut skeleton, they be distributin' cocaine

Astaghfirullah, seekin' Allah's forgiveness (Astaghfirullah)

Twenty bricks of fentanyl, parkour in the parking lot of Picadilly

Blood gettin' spilled when [feared?] family members, no hospital visit

[?] Baton Rouge General (Yeah)

Car got torched even when the problems weren't personal, it was just business

Picked up on murder charges, I stood tall, got no convictions

Chop up my Honda, holler at Wop whenever I miss our city

Long live Bleeda, he got killed and had the trenches in they feelings

Big bro, they FaceTimed my [?], real lil' nigga

Glory is deaf, these is the consequences when you live how we live

I done got blackballed, got a trap house and signed to the trenches

Givin' off heroine, [?] blenders and a box full of syringes

Nowadays, it's sixty rounds and everybody playin' switches (Grr)

Good old days

But, back then, it was Glock 26s (Boom, boom, boom)

You know I done laid, spin yo' block, then hop out when it's tencious (Come here)

Up in rain, kill who play, bag get dropped, I'ma send it

Kevin Gates, they know my name, but it's unpopular to mention

Stood in my power, I am powerful and I am not finished

Flying high, but I look low, I got binocular vision

Victoria was acceptin' me for me when I wasn't hot in the city (What up?)

[?] with in Chicago, making it lock in the kitchen (What up?)

Ms. Warner keep the residue and wash the pots and the dishes (What up?)

Lead the work on [?] and post up on [?]

Showed me that paperwork in jail, it broke my heart about Slim

When I came home, that black and white [?]

Standin' ten toes in the paint it's all a man without blemish

All out of love, who can I trust? I done got swindled out millions

Mo Gotti died, I died inside, this I can't block from my memory

Mazi left me out here by myself while I was in prison

My heart so hurt, I hold back tears whenever I look at his children

I feel like everybody guilty, they won't tell me who did it

They keepin' secrets, I'll crash this bitch right now if you tell me

I don't smoke opp packs or make fun or disrespect the dead

I tried to kill myself, but, four bullets still lodged inside my head

I used to think of ways to die whenever I got out my bed

La illaha il-Allah, I fear Allah and I ain't scared

Bismillah Allahu Akbar

Allahu Akbar

Allahu Akbar

Astaghfirullah

Al-hamdu l-illahi Rabbi l-alamin

Al-hamdu l-illahi Rabbi l-alamin

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