I Got U
Kevin Gates Lyrics


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Know when I made this song, the plug daughter
Ya heard me, I was fuckin' with this lil' bitch
Ya heard me, she took me to her daddy
I thought her daddy was the man
But her momma really was the one, ya heard me?
I told the nigga, the nigga said, "If you hurt my daughter, I kill yo' family"
I told him, "I ain't got no fam!"
Do you feel
This here
In your ear
Dick up here
In your ribs
On the real
From the real
In the mirror
I'm him
Don't trip
I got you
I got you
I got me
Just get you
Selfish, it's not true
I'ma show you how I can do
Throw it back when you rock the move
Reason why I probably rock with you
I got me
I got you
On the real
Do you feel
This here
In your ear
Dick up here
In your ribs
On the real
From the real

Dirty dollar getter
On the phone with one of my hittas
Drop the bands
Pots and pans
In the kitchen, baggin up sand
I'm not carin'
One of my mans
He owed me 100 bands
Say no names
Here it don't pass
Push one button, your feet in the air
All for me to sit back in this chair
I'm hands on, I'm everywhere
Born in section, turn up there
Cold sport, but life ain't fair
Go back platinum one more time
After that it's wipin' air
Say she love me, okay, yeah
Let me rip and go somewhere
Step out dressed in sweatsuit dapper
They might say I'm debonair
In the slums you never there
Paid protection, meant protection
Big old weapon, bottle stare
From the projects, we in Paris
50 wrapped inside the Phantom
Sippin' Fanta out a can

Do you feel
This here
In your ear
Dick up here
In your ribs
On the real
From the real
In the mirror
I'm him
Don't trip
I got you
I got you
I got me
Just get you
Selfish, it's not true
I'ma show you how I can do
Throw it back when you rock the move
Reason why I prolly rock with you
I got me
I got you
On the real
Do you feel
This here
In your ear
Dick up here
In your ribs
On the real
From the real

Screeching, macking, bouncing
Big old booty bouncing
I'm pouring up two ounces
This here flow like a fountain
This here tall like a mountain
We in here money counting
Sometimes it's so astounding
Blowing this loud, we lounging
Fix your face, stop pouting
Bae I'ma take you shopping
I told you stop that doubtin'
GPS re-routing
Goin' out for that album
You better not get to shouting
I'll show you I'm really about it
Don't make no scene in public
Bae who thew fuck can 'llow it?
Get in this room, get full of this liquor, same one I dick you down in
Bricks we take from out the H, you know when I'm outta townin'
Making that face, I'm pounding
Making that face you drowning up


Do you feel
This here
In your ear
Dick up here
In your ribs
On the real
From the real
In the mirror
I'm him
Don't trip
I got you
I got you
I got me
Just get you
Selfish, it's not true
I'ma show you how I can do
Throw it back when you rock the move
Reason why I prolly rock with you
I got me
I got you
On the real
Do you feel
This here
In your ear
Dick up here
In your ribs




On the real
From the real

Overall Meaning

The song I Got U by Kevin Gates is a track off his album, Murder for Hire 2. The lyrics of this song tell the story of the rapper being involved with a woman whose father is the plug. Initially, he takes a liking to the girl and thinks the father is the boss, but later on realizes that it's actually the mother who is in charge of the operation. The father then warns the rapper not to hurt his daughter or else he'll face grave consequences, but he is not intimidated as he has no family to worry about.


The chorus of the song, "I got me, I got you" suggests that Kevin Gates is confident of his abilities and the loyalty of his accomplices in the drug trade. He assures his girlfriend that he has her back, but also emphasizes the importance of self-preservation. The lines "Dirty dollar getter" and "On the phone with one of my hittas" indicate that the rapper is heavily involved in the drug business, making money, and communicating with his associates through his phone. He also talks about the "pots and pans" in the kitchen, implying that he is involved in the cooking and distribution of drugs.


There are also lyrics that suggest Kevin Gates' lavish lifestyle, such as his reference to "money counting," "pouring up two ounces," and "going out for that album." Gates takes pride in his ability to provide for his partner and take her shopping despite his criminal activities.


Line by Line Meaning

Know when I made this song, the plug daughter
I made this song while I was messing around with a drug dealer's daughter.


Ya heard me, I was fuckin' with this lil' bitch
I was having sexual relations with the girl in question.


Ya heard me, she took me to her daddy
She introduced me to her father.


I thought her daddy was the man
I assumed that he was the one in charge.


But her momma really was the one, ya heard me?
It turns out that the mother was the one really running things.


I told the nigga, the nigga said, 'If you hurt my daughter, I kill yo' family'
I told him about our relationship, and he threatened to harm my family if I hurt his daughter.


I told him, 'I ain't got no fam!'
I informed him that I didn't have any family to harm.


Screeching, macking, bouncing / Big old booty bouncing
I'm describing a sensual encounter with a woman, with her notable physical features involved in the act.


I'm pouring up two ounces / This flow like a fountain / This here tall like a mountain
I'm indulging in some alcohol and boastfully describing my rapping skills as being abundant and towering over others.


Sometimes it's so astounding / Blowing this loud, we lounging
At times, it's amazing how much weed we're smoking and enjoying our relaxed state.


Fix your face, stop pouting / Bae, I'mma take you shopping / I told you stop that doubting
I'm telling my partner to stop sulking, planning to take them shopping and reassuring them of my commitment.


Get in this room, get full of this liquor, same one I dick you down in / Bricks we take from out the H, you know when I'm outta townin'
I invite my partner to drink and reminisce about our sexual encounter while also mentioning our business of bringing drugs from Houston.


Making that face, I'm pounding / Making that face you drowning up
I'm describing my partner's facial expression during sex, emphasizing my dominance.


On the real / From the real / In the mirror / I'm him / Don't trip / I got you / I got you / I got me / Just get you / Selfish, it's not true / I'ma show you how I can do / Throw it back when you rock the move / Reason why I prolly rock with you / I got me / I got you
This is a chorus where I'm affirming my identity as the real deal and telling my partner that I'm capable of taking care of us both while acknowledging their worth to me.




Lyrics Β© Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Danny Lee Snodgrass, Kevin Gilyard

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Comments from YouTube:

@ashleytheresecaudill623

Regardless how much i play this song it never gets oldπŸŽ‰πŸ˜…πŸ˜Š

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@ashleytheresecaudill623

1:28 unexpected blessings 🌸

@nawras2631

God bless Kevin And Dreka may god bless them And thier whole life. I feel the energy. It's beautiful.

@shakishajenkins3764

This song not about dreka

@derrickgunn305

I'm ol school....but this young man is by far one of the best...Kevin Gates go hard....

@rio-mysteemaniapoto2041

Still goes hard today

@kendraprice5049

β€œTold Ian got no family β€œ 😻❀️ best part !

@shantelsmith890

Agreed!!!

@lanefielda5404

Kmnbds

@deba5567

Damn for reals !

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