Die Bout It
Kevin Gates Lyrics


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Till a patted wagon pull up and coffles my
My pants second I'm double cup
South side hustle inside
Hustle outside I don't give a fuck
I might be up you won't get it up
You won't show dice with a deuce at me
In the club are like 30 bands
Going hard till I prove something
Going lie on him he vibes on him
Niggas lie up on it
I'm fly up on him
My lid niggas on my corner
They rap too they trap too
Pull up all day you know the roll way
With a road play bap bap you
Beat so unbrand just call me
Uptown beveling Jerry look at my
Brother's spike no talking
Bring alders on pass by your house
Symbol feeling like August
Pulling up on murder street
My uncle's clutching revolvers
Hear anything about how this feel
You play with that I'll be off it
Pull the years in rap person got in the game
All the more I'm dullin
Bitch you know I'm bulking
Lay us all late
Slip my feeling like solider
She thinking she special
Paid her told her get the step and recall it

I ain't got shit to do but cook her like I was from the jail
These niggas lying in their rhyme
You can stop pretending
My past sagging in this bitch
Don't give a fuck who feel me
And if you disrespect me nigga
You gonna have to kill me
Bitch Imma die about it
Nigga Imma die about it
I'm form where niggas get it on
We don't cry about it
You say our nigga disrespect you
Nigga write about it
I know some pussy nigga scared
Probably ripe off it

I get thrown water at the end of my show
Catch him on the rebound I wanna see if gon catch what I throw
Look 20 bands, 30 bands, 40bands, 50bands
Get 'em captured, get 'em splattered
All in traffic, bout that action
Yes - Up there, up there, up there
Did a shut up, give a fuck there
We'll come up there
Niggas from where I come up at
Taught to up that
Shoot to kill, don't discuss that
Done that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that
Breath easy, this street sweeper go "Hree-hree!"
And delete people
Taking pictures all in front my car, is like dick-puller
I mean meat beater, I met your mom, you had a good life
I fuck with your dog, I don't fuck with you
As soon as that nigga went to jail you start doin shit that a busta do
You don't know how to keep it street - reason why?
You not a street nigga,
My uncle, mama, grandmother, thuggin
Grew up in the street, real street nigga
Not a local rapper in your own city, boy you look disgusting
You look ugly, black, dirty, dusty, dingy
Pockets empty, mouth look like a place a toothbrush never entered
Young Get 'Em

I ain't got shit to do but cook her like I was from the jail
These niggas lying in their rhyme
You can stop pretending
My past sagging in this bitch
Don't give a fuck who feel me
And if you disrespect me nigga
You gonna have to kill me
Bitch Imma die about it
Nigga Imma die about it
I'm form where niggas get it on
We don't cry about it
You say our nigga disrespect you
Nigga write about it
I know some pussy nigga scared
Probably ripe off it

Me a stroke and a car by myself
You know we just there holding in
Me a stroke and a car by myself
You know we just there holding in
You know nigga I was telling it was nothing
So now I say my sidling bitch
You know you whole move by yourself
I hold the entourage into yearn
That's a sign of weakness
You know a real Vic will sit back and look at niggas
That look like weakness

I ain't taking no distrust
Nigga man I'm just staying on fate
Nigga I keep the street I talk about
Nigga caught feelings
What a bitch would do
I keep her so
Just know that what you do a bitch
Go do what you want to
Use a renegade
The worst thing you can get in a nigga hard bitch
Is rejection
And the hoes love attention
You ain't got to have a pussy to be a hoe
A hoe is just somebody that want attention from another man
Nigga a lot of hoes with dicks out here
Right now you know me
Keep that thing all the way street
Nigga I'll be listening to these niggas talk my game




Grinding in shining grinding in
Kevin Gates for president all the way

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Kevin Gates' "Die Bout It" are a testament to his street cred and the tough life he's lived. The song begins with Gates talking about being ready to face any consequences for his actions, even if it's the police coming to cuff him. He's carrying a double cup, a symbol of his love for the drug-fuelled lifestyle. Gates talks about his Southside hustle, both inside and outside the club, and how he doesn't care about what others think. He's confident in his abilities to make money, and he's not scared to take on anyone who disrespects him.


Gates also touches on the prevalence of fake people in the music industry and how he doesn't like it. He talks about how his past is always on his mind, but he doesn't care who feels him. He will not hesitate to die for the things he believes in and will not cry about it when things go bad. Gates concludes by calling out the "pussy n*ggas" who are afraid to live life on their own terms.


Overall, "Die Bout It" is about living life on your terms without letting anyone tell you what to do. Gates provides a strong message of self-determination and a call to action for those who want to succeed.


Line by Line Meaning

Till a patted wagon pull up and coffles my
Until I am arrested and chained up by the police


My pants second I'm double cup
I always have a double cup of lean in my hands


South side hustle inside
I hustle on the South Side


Hustle outside I don't give a fuck
I hustle outside and don't care about anything else


I might be up you won't get it up
I might be successful, but you won't be able to match it


You won't show dice with a deuce at me
You won't gamble against me with only two dollars


In the club are like 30 bands
I have around $30,000 in cash on me when I'm in the club


Going hard till I prove something
I'm going hard at everything until I prove something to myself


Going lie on him he vibes on him
I'll tell a lie on someone who vibes with me


Niggas lie up on it
People will lie about being a part of something


I'm fly up on him
I'm ahead of someone in a certain aspect


My lid niggas on my corner
My crew is on the corner with me


They rap too they trap too
My crew also raps and sells drugs


Pull up all day you know the roll way
We pull up all day, you know how we do on the regular


With a road play bap bap you
With a gunplay, we'll shoot you


Beat so unbrand just call me
My beat is so unbranded, just call me


Uptown beveling Jerry look at my
My uptown beveled jewelry is on full display


Brother's spike no talking
My brother carries a gun and doesn't talk about it


Bring alders on pass by your house
My crew and I will bring guns if we pass by your house


Symbol feeling like August
I feel like a symbol in August; significant and important


Pulling up on murder street
I'm arriving on a street known for murder


My uncle's clutching revolvers
My uncle is holding onto revolvers for protection


Hear anything about how this feel
Have you heard anything about how it feels?


You play with that I'll be off it
If you play with that, I'll be done with it


Pull the years in rap person got in the game
I pulled in years of rap experience to get into the game


All the more I'm dullin
I'm getting more numb as time goes on


Bitch you know I'm bulking
You know I'm joking, right?


Lay us all late
We're always running late


Slip my feeling like solider
I suppress my emotions like a soldier does


She thinking she special
She thinks she's unique and special


Paid her told her get the step and recall it
I paid her and told her to step aside and forget about it


These niggas lying in their rhyme
These rappers are lying in their lyrics


You can stop pretending
You can stop pretending to be someone you're not


My past sagging in this bitch
My criminal past is weighing heavily on me


Don't give a fuck who feel me
I don't care who hates me


And if you disrespect me nigga
If anyone disrespects me, they will pay for it


You gonna have to kill me
You'll have to kill me if you want to stop me


Bitch Imma die about it
I'll die for what I believe in


Nigga Imma die about it
I'll die for it


I'm form where niggas get it on
I'm from a place where people fight for what they want


We don't cry about it
We don't complain or cry about it


You say our nigga disrespect you
If someone disrespects any of us


Nigga write about it
We'll write a song about it


I know some pussy nigga scared
I know some weak guys are scared


Probably ripe off it
They're probably involved in some shady activity


I get thrown water at the end of my show
At the end of my show, people throw water bottles at me


Catch him on the rebound I wanna see if gon catch what I throw
I want to see if someone can catch what I throw on the rebound


Look 20 bands, 30 bands, 40bands, 50bands
I have a lot of cash with me; $20,000, $30,000, $40,000, $50,000


Get 'em captured, get 'em splattered
I'll have someone captured or killed


All in traffic, bout that action
I'm ready to fight at any moment while I'm driving


Yes - Up there, up there, up there
Yes, we're up there


Did a shut up, give a fuck there
I was silent and didn't care about anything there


We'll come up there
We'll come up on you


Niggas from where I come up at
People from my hometown


Taught to up that
Taught to be aggressive


Shoot to kill, don't discuss that
We shoot to kill and don't talk about it


Done that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that
We've done that, let's move on, forget about it


Breath easy, this street sweeper go "Hree-hree!"
Relax, this gun will take care of them easily


And delete people
And kill people


Taking pictures all in front my car, is like dick-puller
Taking pictures in front of my car is like showing off


I mean meat beater
I mean someone who is always touching themselves


I met your mom, you had a good life
I've had sex with your mother before


I fuck with your dog, I don't fuck with you
I like your dog, but I don't like you


As soon as that nigga went to jail you start doin shit that a busta do
As soon as that guy went to jail, you started acting like a coward


You don't know how to keep it street - reason why?
You don't know how to keep it real on the streets, and the reason why is...


You not a street nigga,
You're not from the streets


My uncle, mama, grandmother, thuggin
My uncle, mother, and grandmother are all involved in criminal activity


Grew up in the street, real street nigga
I grew up on the streets and I'm a real street guy


Not a local rapper in your own city, boy you look disgusting
It's embarrassing that you're not even known in your own city


You look ugly, black, dirty, dusty, dingy
You look unattractive and in poor condition


Pockets empty, mouth look like a place a toothbrush never entered
You're broke and your teeth are in bad shape


Young Get 'Em
I'm the young and ready to get it done member of the crew


I ain't taking no distrust
I won't be disrespected or distrusted


Nigga man I'm just staying on fate
I'm just staying on my path, man


Nigga I keep the street I talk about
I keep it real on the streets like I rap about


Nigga caught feelings
Someone caught feelings


What a bitch would do
What a coward would do


I keep her so
I keep things under control


Just know that what you do a bitch
Just know that what you do is cowardly


Go do what you want to
Do whatever you want


Use a renegade
Be a rebel


The worst thing you can get in a nigga hard bitch
The worst thing you can get in a man's heart


Is rejection
Is rejection


And the hoes love attention
The girls love attention


You ain't got to have a pussy to be a hoe
You don't have to be a woman to be a hoe


A hoe is just somebody that want attention from another man
A hoe is just someone who wants attention from another man


Nigga a lot of hoes with dicks out here
There are a lot of men out here acting like hoes


Right now you know me
You know me right now


Keep that thing all the way street
Keep it real on the streets


Nigga I'll be listening to these niggas talk my game
I'll be hearing these guys copying my style


Grinding in shining grinding in
I'm grinding and shining


Kevin Gates for president all the way
Kevin Gates for president all the way




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: GEORGE SIDNEY JACKSON, KEVIN GILYARD

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There is no other rapper that has this consistent pressure for as long as him.

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