Kevin Gates first began rapping in 2007, when he began making music with fellow Louisiana natives such as Webbie and Lil Boosie. Gates first received attention with his 2008 single "Get in the Way" featuring Lil Boosie. Soon after, he and Boosie would be incarcerated in separate cases. Gates would then be released in 2011 and immediately returned to recording music. He would soon earn the attention of Lil' Wayne. In early 2013, Gates released a mixtape, The Luca Brasi Story which was called "easily the best rap-related thing" in February 2013 by Spin Magazine. The Luca Brasi Story has been downloaded from popular mixtape sharing site, DatPiff, over 130,000 times.
On February 15, 2013, it was announced that Kevin Gates signed to Atlantic Records. Gates was also featured on Pusha T's 2013 mixtape as well as on Gudda Gudda's mixtape. On July 16, 2013 Gates released a street album titled Stranger Than Fiction, the street album was supported by the single "4:30".
He released his latest project By Any Means in 2014, and from there exploded in even more popularity. Mid-year made his way onto the cover of the 2014 XXL Freshman list.
Black on Black
Kevin Gates Lyrics
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You know what this shit is?
Stay down and come up, (damn right)
Street niggas is street niggas alike
It ain't even one way, nigga (two niggas most)
Stay down until you come up, nigga
Four songs, nigga, (Blood Money, let's go)
Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)
Shit get real, me and K. on back
(Stay on back, nigga, do what you gotta do)
Never came back in that black on black
I still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks
I still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks
Let me tell you how real niggas pull a rebound back
See I never came back in that black on black
Nigga come through for a nine and a half
I'ma tell him ain't nothin' left
Nigga need an eight, tell him everythin' straight
All they gotta do it wait, tell a nigga I'm a Chef
How you think a nigga went and got that race?
Could have went to jail but I bought that case
Lawyer came through, told him it's about time
Jim Carrey to the Rollie, I just switch that switch
Put 10 karats on my daughter ear, fuck it
She deserved every rock, I done sold out in public
Do anythin' for my Destiny's Child
She a Beyoncรฉ, never be LeToya Luckett
Black on black, checkerboard Louis luggage
On a PJ feelin' like Warren Buffett
With the Minnesota Twins, ain't no Kirby Puckett
Let the shade fear clouds, tell Aaliyah that I love her
Back and forth in a Lear
My grandmother say I never see her
She want me come home on Thanksgivin'
Cause I'm black on black like, yeah
Black on black to my dear
Black on black in my ear
Black Maserati that I gave to my mama
Right hand to the throttle, she can't even find the gears
Everythin' wrong, this can't be right
Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)
Shit get real, me and K. on back
(We gotta do what we gotta do, you feel me)
Never came back in that black on black
I still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks
(Talk to 'em, homie)
I still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks
(Stay down until you come up)
Let me tell you how them real niggas pull a rebound back
(How you bounce back nigga, nigga do what?)
See I never came back in that black on black
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Shit get real, we don't fold up
This is what I told myself in my grandma's kitchen
At the table, nigga, choppin' my blow up
Said she want to sell more like my father
Same time, had me for a couple dollars
Yeah, I'm 'bout to put on
And now I'm 'bout to kill these niggas
So you might not see me 'til tomorrow'
'til I get it, then my palms start itchin'
Soon I hit the block, then my bong gone missin'
See, I'm 'bout to take me a trip to the other side of town
And I'm goin' there to find me a chicken
Yeah, I got a nigga in the spot with a nine right now
So, I'm goin' there to sell him a pigeon
My parents told me that the money is the root of all evil
I said it is then a lil' more
If I had to be precise, tell you two things about life
Niggas win everyday, niggas fail every night
I say, "Now, Oprah got a billion dollars
And you know what near her"
Type of shit I tell myself while starin' in the mirror
What!
Everythin' wrong, this can't be right
Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)
Shit get real, me and K. on back
(We gotta do what we gotta do, you feel me)
Never came back in that black on black
I still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks
(Talk to 'em, homie)
I still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks
(Stay down until you come up)
Let me tell you how them real niggas pull a rebound back
(How you bounce back nigga, nigga do what?)
See I never came back in that black on black
Met man named George, straight drop, no whippin'
Electric off, everything's boilin' in the fridge
I ain't bathed in a week, I was smellin' like pickles
Street showin' no pities, still gettin' to the business
? break it down, sell nickels
Had to ball him out of jail, blew the money on the bail
When flat, bounced back from a 30-cent flipper
I don't even know a nigga livin' how I'm livin'
I don't even know how many times I've been to prison
Shit get gangsta, we call ...
Bought two things, had the third one off issue
Two-fifty-two on the scale, that's a nino
Eighteen sales, five hundred-four grams
Add an extra gram when you weigh it with the ...
Real rap talk, keep it real, don't believe you
When you get out of line, swear to God, I'ma leave you
Dirks cuts the water 'fore they kick a nigga dope
Try to flush it down the toilet but the dope just flow
Tear gas from the cannon
Everybody scramblin', but I ain't the one to panic
Double homicide, broad day, that's my jacket
Tried to bird feed, cut through on my jacket
And I take change, I'm a serve when they askin'
Come from out of town, I'ma test, none or less
Everythin' wrong, this can't be right
Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)
Shit get real, me and K. on back
(We gotta do what we gotta do, you feel me)
Never came back in that black on black
I still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks
I still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks
Let me tell you how them real niggas pull a rebound back
(How you bounce back nigga, nigga do what?)
See I never came back in that black on black
It's okay, daddy, I'm not scared
I know baby, the rest of the world is
The lyrics of Kevin Gates & Bread Winner Kane's song Black On Black describe their experiences as street niggas. They encourage others to stay down until they come up, regardless of the hardships they face. They acknowledge that life can be tough, but they persist in their endeavors. They recognize the importance of loyalty and determination in overcoming obstacles. They also describe their success and how they spend their money, including buying a Maserati for their mother and putting 10 karats on their daughter's ears. They reflect on the fact that winning and losing are a part of life, but they always bounce back and never give up. The lyrics also touch upon issues of poverty, drug addiction, imprisonment, and violence.
Line by Line Meaning
'Sup, nigga, huh?
Hey, what's up?
You know what this shit is?
Do you understand what's happening?
Stay down and come up, (damn right)
Continue to work hard and eventually succeed
Street niggas is street niggas alike
People from the streets are similar regardless of their individual circumstances
It ain't even one way, nigga (two niggas most)
There is more than one path to success
Stay down until you come up, nigga
Keep persevering until you achieve your goals
Four songs, nigga, (Blood Money, let's go)
We have four tracks, including 'Blood Money'
Everythin' wrong, this can't be right
Everything feels wrong, this can't be how life is supposed to be
Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)
There is so much going on, it feels overwhelming
Shit get real, me and K. on back
When things get tough, Kevin Gates and Bread Winner Kane have each other's backs
(Stay on back, nigga, do what you gotta do)
(Stick together, support each other, and do whatever is necessary to survive)
Never came back in that black on black
We never returned to that situation of conflict or danger
I still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks
I continue to represent and support those hustling with bricks of drugs
I still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks
I continue to represent and support those hustling with small amounts of drugs
Let me tell you how real niggas pull a rebound back
Let me explain how people bounce back from setbacks
See I never came back in that black on black
I never returned to that situation of conflict or danger
Nigga come through for a nine and a half
Someone comes by looking to purchase nine and a half ounces of drugs
I'ma tell him ain't nothin' left
I inform him that there is no more supply available
Nigga need an eight, tell him everythin' straight
If someone wants an eighth of an ounce, I assure them that the product is of high quality
All they gotta do it wait, tell a nigga I'm a Chef
All they need to do is wait and I will fulfill their request, as I am skilled at what I do
How you think a nigga went and got that race?
Do you wonder how I acquired wealth and success?
Could have went to jail but I bought that case
I had the option to go to jail, but instead, I paid for legal representation
Lawyer came through, told him it's about time
My lawyer succeeded, and I was told that it was long overdue
Jim Carrey to the Rollie, I just switch that switch
I compare my watch to one that Jim Carrey wears, illustrating how I can flex my wealth
Put 10 karats on my daughter ear, fuck it
I don't care about the costs, I put 10 carats of diamonds on my daughter's ear
She deserved every rock, I done sold out in public
My daughter deserves the finest jewelry because of my success in the drug trade
Do anythin' for my Destiny's Child
I would do anything for my daughter, as if she were my only child
She a Beyoncรฉ, never be LeToya Luckett
She is special, like the famous singer Beyoncรฉ, never to be overlooked like LeToya Luckett
Black on black, checkerboard Louis luggage
My luggage is black with a checkerboard pattern, a symbol of luxury and success
On a PJ feelin' like Warren Buffett
Traveling on a private jet, I feel wealthy and powerful like Warren Buffett
With the Minnesota Twins, ain't no Kirby Puckett
I don't associate with people who are not on my level of success, like the baseball player Kirby Puckett
Let the shade fear clouds, tell Aaliyah that I love her
I am not affected by negativity; I send my love to the late singer Aaliyah
Back and forth in a Lear
Frequently traveling in a private jet
My grandmother say I never see her
My grandmother complains that I don't visit her
She want me come home on Thanksgivin'
She wants me to return home and spend Thanksgiving with her
Cause I'm black on black like, yeah
Because I am involved in illegal activities and surrounded by danger
Black on black to my dear
My involvement in illegal activities and danger is significant to my loved ones
Black on black in my ear
The concept of being involved in illegal activities and surrounded by danger is always on my mind
Black Maserati that I gave to my mama
I gifted my mother a black Maserati
Right hand to the throttle, she can't even find the gears
My mother struggles to operate the controls of the car, emphasizing her unfamiliarity with luxury
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Wait, wait, wait
Shit get real, we don't fold up
When things get tough, we don't give up
This is what I told myself in my grandma's kitchen
I had this realization while reflecting in my grandmother's kitchen
At the table, nigga, choppin' my blow up
At the table, I was preparing drugs for sale
Said she want to sell more like my father
My grandmother expressed a desire to make more money, following in my father's footsteps
Same time, had me for a couple dollars
At the same time, she depended on me for financial support
Yeah, I'm 'bout to put on
I'm about to succeed and make a name for myself
And now I'm 'bout to kill these niggas
Now, I'm about to outperform and surpass my competition
So you might not see me 'til tomorrow'
I will be so focused on my hustle that you won't see me until the next day
'til I get it, then my palms start itchin'
Until I achieve my goals, I will have a constant desire for more
Soon I hit the block, then my bong gone missin'
As soon as I start selling drugs, my pipe for smoking will disappear
See, I'm 'bout to take me a trip to the other side of town
I'm planning to go to a different part of town to conduct my drug business
And I'm goin' there to find me a chicken
I'm going there to find a female companion
Yeah, I got a nigga in the spot with a nine right now
I have a guy at a specific location ready to buy a 9mm firearm
So, I'm goin' there to sell him a pigeon
I'm going there to sell him a stolen car
My parents told me that the money is the root of all evil
My parents taught me that money is the cause of all bad things
I said it is then a lil' more
I agree with them, but I believe it is even more
If I had to be precise, tell you two things about life
If I had to be specific, I would tell you two important lessons about life
Niggas win everyday, niggas fail every night
Some people achieve success every day, while other people experience failure every night
I say, 'Now, Oprah got a billion dollars
I bring up Oprah, who has a billion dollars
And you know what near her'
And you know what she has close to her
Type of shit I tell myself while starin' in the mirror
These are the thoughts I have when looking at myself in the mirror
Everythin' wrong, this can't be right
Everything feels wrong, this can't be how life is supposed to be
Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)
There is so much going on, it feels overwhelming
Shit get real, me and K. on back
When things get tough, Kevin Gates and Bread Winner Kane have each other's backs
(We gotta do what we gotta do, you feel me)
(We must do whatever is necessary to survive, do you understand?)
Never came back in that black on black
We never returned to that situation of conflict or danger
I still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks
I continue to represent and support those hustling with bricks of drugs
I still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks
I continue to represent and support those hustling with small amounts of drugs
Let me tell you how them real niggas pull a rebound back
Let me explain how people bounce back from setbacks
(How you bounce back nigga, nigga do what?)
(How do you successfully recover, by doing whatever is necessary?)
See I never came back in that black on black
I never returned to that situation of conflict or danger
Met man named George, straight drop, no whippin'
I met a man named George who sold me pure drugs, without cutting or diluting them
Electric off, everything's boilin' in the fridge
The electricity is off, causing all the food in the refrigerator to spoil
I ain't bathed in a week, I was smellin' like pickles
I haven't taken a shower in a week, so I smell bad
Street showin' no pities, still gettin' to the business
The streets are ruthless, but I continue to make money
? break it down, sell nickels
I break it down into smaller quantities and sell dime bags
Had to ball him out of jail, blew the money on the bail
I had to pay his bail to get him out of jail, which used up all the money I had
When flat, bounced back from a 30-cent flipper
I was financially broke, but I managed to recover by making a profit from a small drug deal
I don't even know a nigga livin' how I'm livin'
I don't know anyone else who lives the same lifestyle as me
I don't even know how many times I've been to prison
I have been to prison so many times, I lost count
Shit get gangsta, we call ...
When things get dangerous, we call upon our connections
Bought two things, had the third one off issue
I purchased two items, but had an issue acquiring the third one
Two-fifty-two on the scale, that's a nino
I weigh two hundred and fifty-two grams with a scale, similar to the slang term 'nino'
Eighteen sales, five hundred-four grams
I made eighteen deals totaling five hundred and four grams of drugs
Add an extra gram when you weigh it with the ...
I add an extra gram to the weight when using a specific scale
Real rap talk, keep it real, don't believe you
I engage in genuine conversations and can tell when someone is lying
When you get out of line, swear to God, I'ma leave you
If you cross the line, I swear I will abandon and cut ties with you
Dirks cuts the water 'fore they kick a nigga dope
A person named Dirks cuts off the water supply before authorities discover someone's stash of drugs
Try to flush it down the toilet but the dope just flow
Even when trying to dispose of the drugs by flushing them down the toilet, they end up flowing back
Tear gas from the cannon
The police use tear gas as a method of crowd control
Everybody scramblin', but I ain't the one to panic
Everyone is running and panicking, but I remain calm and composed
Double homicide, broad day, that's my jacket
I am associated with a case involving two murders that occurred in broad daylight
Tried to bird feed, cut through on my jacket
An attempt was made to steal from me, but they failed and instead damaged my jacket
And I take change, I'm a serve when they askin'
I am ready to provide drugs to customers whenever they request
Come from out of town, I'ma test, none or less
If you come from another location, I will evaluate your credibility, without exception
Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Jay Jenkins, Jayceon Taylor, Kevin Gilyard, MICHAEL F. HERNANDEZ, JAYCEON TERRELL TAYLOR, JARED RICO EVANS, RONALD FEREBEE JR., BRIAN DIMETREIS PICKENS, JAY W. JENKINS
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@jasonneal3952
Gates killed this track
@jeffewing6660
He carried the whole track
@jay9ether
Like a dawg!! Louisiana different
@ronaldmorrison6013
Tryin to flush the dope down the toilet but the shit just float! Whoaaoo!
@TheGreatOneHowieE
#gates
@khadafikastro4971
Smelling like pickles๐๐
@pandapeacedelicious7140
3 of my favorite street rappers on this track and they ripped that shit like they supposed to. Ain't nobody fucking with this shit str8 up. Jezzy hooks are off the chain. Love this shit, for real.
@marlonl1495
So this song has inproved my quality of life. Big shot out to the person who made this beat. I play this thang on my way to work daily. Jezzy is my faviorate rapper. From my Bay Area perspective Kevin Gates went the hardest followed by Game then Jezzy. With that being said, I have to give Jezzy some Bonus points because he was on that hook tough.
@seancoonery2559
Marlon L Kevin gates bodied it
@independent1jordan373
Its ๐ฅ The beat an the words for key bayee...kevin..an jeeezy..