BIG K.R.I.T. - Keith Sweat lyrics

rate me

Ft. Scotty ATL

(Intro)

Girl, I've been thinking bout you

Oh, so many _____(?)

And I took your _____(?) with me

Yeah yeah yeah

Tied to a real muthafuckin' nigga gettin' that paper

Got my nigga Lenny Jan in the buildin' with me

Got my nigga Goldie with me

Got my nigga Big K.R.I.T. with me

We appreciate all the luv and hate

(Hook)

All 'em niggas I know would die for me

Don't eva stop, stop to love

All them bitches that hold me down

Don't eva stop, stop to love

(Verse: Big K.R.I.T.)

Oh, dear God, think the rap shit saved me

See, I came from the fuck you pay me

Then the struggle and the real ground raised me

I was living hard knot, no Jay-Z

For a minute, man, my momma went crazy

Tryna bounce that life with the new shit

Had some trouble with the law for some stupid shit

Knew I had to focus if I wanna ride cool shit

Findin' yo position, boy you gotta play part

Get a lil fame, nigga, change of you heart now

Follow yo technique, you'll be in truest from the start

Get stupid love from the hood to the block

Running to the paper, you can barely have a job

Bust yo ass, get loud tho

They don't even wanna see where you're coming from

I get love, nigga, all around the map, tho

Yeah!

(Hook)

(Verse 2: Scotty ATL)

Feel like the king, I got all of my niggas with me

All of my niggas and nit be, we pouring champagne

With bitches we jimming, who has some prerolls and good weed?

They say some groupies, but we know

We playing sure game the ego

They say they want me on t-bone

Humble but staking, I chee boe

Say they love ATL niggas in lingo

We know, working all day like a Migo

All in the kitchen at

But you're not listening

They fuck with me for my network, so gliss in that

Handle my business

One of the greatest to do it

Earned my respect

I don't think by the fizz, not the check

Always got love, for I done you the dick

Yeah!

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Big K.R.I.T.)

Never day one'ers, petty while dramas

Waiting on the come up, cold billy in the summer

All we gotta do is get up out the hood, my nigga

I feel I hit the corner with the bull, my nigga

A couple piles be choppin' on some dope boy shit

A crib, you can get more than a dope boy get

With yo kicks peeking on the popo for the rap

Cuz they ain't really no good for us in the trap

One take and get 20 gotta get by all means

Feel a lil dirty, make so I'm clean

Feel a lil good, put it ova my team

I sound like a cut, but every woman's still a queen

To me, I know the deal between a groupie and a fan

Still the groupies neva seem to understand

This more like the bottles and they quip a couple bands

Find a man, get married, put us on the first dance

Goddamn, it's so real hard to describe how it feels

They drop a song, it's been a lil long

The heat is on, but you're gettin' chill

Like this shit here so down

I'm thankful for the trust and support

I swear I won't take it for granted

More times, don't stop the love

(Hook)