Can't Make This Up - Kevin Gates

Step inside the booth

Loosen up the tie, (I can’t make this up)

Superman is still alive!

(I can’t make this up)

Retawdid-tawdid-tawdid-tawdid

Been a movie from the start (I can’t make this up)

Baby mama’s kids a week apart (I can’t make this up)

Offered 30 years in the court (I can’t make this up)

Now my whips foreign, pulling up (I can’t make this up)

Started from the bottom with narcotics, what I’m selling

Who thought I woulda made it from a trap with no electric

Ooohhh, ego work my wrist with cocaina

Made all of my haters all believers (I can’t make this up)

Bad when it came to me being on point (Get 'em)

What they say I should be doing I don’t

Don’t love, don’t trust, don’t worry I won’t

Slim waist, cute face, with a donk in the trunk

Convicted felon for selling

No telling my motto, no telling

Never popped a molly but when I’m on coffee I feel as if I done just tried it

Product of a violent environment, saw niggas go get money I had to go try it

My grandma’s a crying, her grandson a liar, like all of this shit gotta stop

Every time that you leave I be having these dreams about you getting locked up

or shot

This first bitch I love told me that was my baby but nah, I be thinking it’s not

This bitch, well she, she fucked ten of my friends, I moved on now she saying

she high

Got caught, took my lick, then came home to my street, they was trying to hit

me with 30

The morals I’m built on, I’ll really get killed on, it ain’t no such thing as

me working

Game I’m in get dirty, couldn’t make this up and that’s certain

Been a movie from the start (I can’t make this up)

Baby mama’s kids a week apart (I can’t make this up)

Offered 30 years in the court (I can’t make this up)

Now my whips foreign, pulling up (I can’t make this up)

Started from the bottom with narcotics, what I’m selling

Who thought I woulda made it from a trap with no electric

Ooohhh, ego work my wrist with cocaina

Made all of my haters all believers (I can’t make this up)

Occupied by the hand player, Caucasian waitress named Rachel

Saying I look like a drug dealer, you ain’t even waiting our table

I like faces, and making faces, and Franklin faces by the cases

This shit’s amazing, this shit’s amazing!

(Take off)

Do the damn thing, no champagne, for me at least a light drink (Retarded)

Going against my better judgement, opposite of right thinking

Cardiovascular happening, beat them chicks from the back while I’m wrapping it

Can’t make this shit up, ain’t just rapping it

Love a bitch who fight back while I’m stabbing it

Dick put her out and I walk out like

(Think cause you got a pretty face and a fine shape you can play the crime game,

mane, BWA, mane)

I put my stamp on it, rough how I handle it, maybe I’m passionate

Making it hurt on the inside, maybe I’m hurt on the inside

Dick in her stomach, this time I’m coming

Go fuck with a sucker who think you a woman

Been a movie from the start (I can’t make this up)

Baby mama’s kids a week apart (I can’t make this up)

Offered 30 years in the court (I can’t make this up)

Now my whips foreign, pulling up (I can’t make this up)

Started from the bottom with narcotics, what I’m selling

Who thought I woulda made it from a trap with no electric

Ooohhh, ego work my wrist with cocaina

Made all of my haters all believers (I can’t make this up)