Fire In The Booth – Kevin Gates

He’s on fire
I know you gonna dig this
Oh yeah, perfect
Oh man, it’s got to that all important time of the show
Once again my favorite part of the show, [?]
Fire in the booth
And tonight I got something special for you, man
A real G in this ting
From early
Kevin Gates in the building, hmm
You ready for this cuh?
You know what time it is when you hear this sound
Let’s get ready to rumble
Let’s go
All real
Me and [?] don’t listen, you heard me? (Yeah)
Understand, all real

The bust down on my Weiss cancelled all my soul ties
Counter-tops in the south side, letting the coke dry
I don’t get upset, I ain’t never duckin’ red
I’m a Muslim, yeah, let me know where you gon’ bump your head
Wanna post up on me for some bread, tell ’em I ain’t scared
Jump the Hellcat with no tint, working my Blackberry
T-shirt white, bitch bright, feel like I’m Jeff Perry
Swagging from the back with hard pipers, she say, “Yes Kevin”
What I told you ’bout that ‘get it right’ and she said, “Yes daddy”
Rumours in the city, I ain’t worried ’bout none of them
Mix the H with the Fen’, you could go fetch you a Benz

Bulletproof Cutlass Supreme
Necklace, enforced it with bling
Truck on the interstate, make the Honda touch down with them Bs
Rollie on glisten, ka-ting
Literally this shit was a dream
Bread winner, eagle go eat
Jump in the whip and go skree

Came up from nothing
Gold teeth in the gutter, this street
Caught up with cutters and cleats
Thugging, I’m something unique

My children love me, my woman infatuated
Pulling paper from out of that hole
Everything platinum, ain’t regular standards
He tuckin’ and packin’, I’m throwin’ them lows
These women mean nothing, they’re stealing my energy from me
And spinning me out of control
Fucking with trash, I learned my lesson
200k for a new perspective
Got my attention, that ain’t bad
Get outta line and I’m getting you smashed
Tell me who’s up and I’m on your ass
I’m in a tank, I’m goin’ the dash
Keep your security ’round you
Know you a pussy and I’m not scared of nothin’
I’ma control the threats, I show the press, I’m turnin’ the pressure ugly
I made a lot of mistakes in life but I’m up in rank, I’m growing from that
I gave a lot of you niggas some stripes, but I ain’t aight, ain’t going for that
I’m raising my son for to be a lil’ man and he ’bout to live in reality
We open, we’re primed, we stick to the plan and this is the only reality
Your moral compass is all you got
Life in general, cold sport
The higher ups gon’ play polite
The system still do what they want
Cool to kick it but always remember that you still a nigga when you go to court
Been in that blender, went plenty of court
Blemish my image, I ain’t with no

Steady tryna be a better man, still I handle business like a gangsta
I’ma always be gangster, I’ma always be gangster
Steady tryna be a better man, still I handle business like a gangsta
I’ma always be gangster, I’ma always be gangster
Respect the laws of the jungle nigga, layin’ law down in the slums
I’m the same nigga from the hiding house with Jermain here dealing drugs
I’m the same nigga had Marlow Mike underneath the wing off the bus
I just wanna see you come up, quarter key of green, tryna let him thug
I’m the same nigga flood the wild side with the Lortabs and the mud
In the bottom, standing outside, Gates got the cocaine and the bud
Rest in piece lil phat drop top Jag come in all black
Him and Bad put on me and Julio on Louisi’ street for the pack
Let me take a nigga back ‘fore I graduated with them racks
The whole south side eating, Willie Trombone jumping out Camaros
That’s when big London had the ‘Lac
That’s when big Head had the ‘Lac
Boo and L playing in the ‘Lac
We on Arizona in the ‘Lac
Big Yak and I been in the CTS’s with the spinners on ’em, that’s a fact
I was uptown at the Easter bash, white Stan Smiths with the tag
With the long dread, bolo collar, with Girbau shorts lettin’ ’em sag
With the red boxers with the white shorts, all four pockets full of bands

He’s on fire (He’s on fire)
Kevin Gates in the building
Thanks for coming through my guy
Appreciate you, man
I appreciate you forever
Thank you but that was- that was wild, my guy
Wild
What’s up?
Whew
And that right there, that right there
Is fire in the booth, mad