Difficult Lyrics by Kevin Gates is latest English song with music also given by him. Difficult song lyrics are written by Kevin Gates.
Difficult Song Detail
Singer: Kevin Gates
Composer: Kevin Gates
Lyrics by: Kevin Gates
Difficult Kevin Gates
It’s gon’ be difficult for you to forget me, yeah
What up?
It’s gon’ be difficult for you to forget me, yeah
I’m him
This just in, I’m Goliath, rap game king Leonidas
Prayin’ for the ones that’s indicted
Sex tape dropped, unexcited
This just in, I’m Goliath, rap game king Leonidas
Prayin’ for the ones that’s indicted
Sex tape dropped, unexcited
I been a G, throwin’ that dick in her kidney
Now I stand on the business for chief
Knowin’ they want your position or blemish your image
Don’t give in no energy, please
Knowin’ that s**t done got critical
I got some sinners who willin’ to send it for me
Knowin’ my lil one is gifted
And really ’bout spinnin’, but he gotta get to the league
I got the power like God and them
Power to take away oxygen (What else?)
Shawty wanna get on her knees
I semen her cheeks and re-grow her collagen
I was on easy-town, I done been around the world
Dreka still with the s**t, ain’t safe to be around your girl
Ass out the window, eatin’ lama on the interstate
Hoes sell crystal meth, Bread Winner, dinner plate
Order me a demon, I done pulled up in a Hellcat
Long way away, when we was sleepin’ on an airmat
Big body ring, same place where the jail at
Carolina street, where I was ‘posed to catch the sales at
Touchdown in the ‘jects, still love havin’ sex
If it not includin’ [?] this not VVS
Buss down with s**t skrrt ’round, DBS
I done got a TV show, need to be on TBS
Thinkin bout shawty don’t call, she gon’ see me, yeah
I’m retarded, I’m with CBS
Black [?] do a ni**a with a hair piece
Trap lead, yes Lord, workin’ like an athlete
Solitary diamonds, I forgot what I was wearin’
Big booty white bi**h lookin’ at me starin’
Catch a vibe in Atlanta, run a couple errands
Baby girl stick it out and put it in the air, please
Now my ship settin’ sail, old ho, wish ’em well
I just got a label check, I’ma get a hundred bail
South Carolina partner come and get a twenty bag
Get him with the hundred pack, told him “ni**a, run with that”
Thinkin’ ’bout runnin’ off family, ain’t come back
Bread winner Rodman, now where the whole world money at
Touchdown in the ‘jects, push-ups, lot of sex
If it not includin’ [?] this not VVS
Iced out Cartier, this not new Patek
Lifestyle [?] comin’ out [?]
Big .38 ain’t slim in a dope hole
I got this bi**h in a chokehold
[?] dope soul
She from Sinaloa she loco
The ups and the down been a long road
The eagle, that Bread Winner logo
Said “I’ma make her hold on”
I told her to meet me at solo
We go to [?] we don’t prolong
I told her that I ain’t have no clothes on
She caught her a tan, now she rose gold
I hit it from the back with the long stroke
I’m cookin’ that dope with the rope on
I stand in the kitchen, the stove on
Know how to fight, get flappin’ my wings
Sick by the bi**h, it was better for me
f**Ked by the public, I’m back in the streets
f**Ked by the rapper who rappin’ like me
Quarantine hit, I was wrappin’ them keys
Sit in your mansion and relax in the deep
Post up and trap by the AirBnB
I’m learnin’ how to speak Vietnamese
I knew her mami, now send me them P’s
I fell a little off ’cause my [?] eat weed
They know how I’m livin’, respectin’ my pimpin’
They know that I’m cut from a bundle of [?]
They told me to stay out of trouble
I moved to Atlanta to change my ways
Now they comparin’ me to big trouble
‘Cause I run a train on your ho every day
It’s gon’ be difficult for you to forget me, yeah
Havin’ my own way makin’ them mad, praise to the God
It’s gon’ be difficult for you to forget me, yeah
[?] who they is
Speak on the king, not controllin’ your lips
Secretively wanna choke on the dick
Spit in your face and you choke it again
Yeah, choke it again, bi**h, haha, choke it again
Keep that bi**h in your mouth, you heard me?
Havin’ my own way and it’s makin’ them mad
Big booty bi**h, I’ma hit from the back
Havin’ my own way and it’s makin’ them mad
Big booty bi**h, I’ma hit from the back
Havin’ my own way and it’s makin’ them mad
Big booty bi**h, I’ma hit from the back
Big booty bi**h, I’ma hit from the back
It’s gon’ be difficult for you to forget me, yeah
It’s gon’ be difficult for you to forget me, yeah (Ayy)
I feel amazing, I swear to God now
It’s gon’ be difficult for you to forget me, yeah
It’s gon’ be difficult for you to forget me, yeah