Jus Wanna
Kevin Gates Lyrics


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Excuse me, you're not a plug
So I don't speak to you
Excuse me, you're not a plug
So I don't speak to you
Excuse me, you're not a plug
So I don't speak to you
Excuse me, you're not a plug
So I don't speak to you

How you get all that in a pair of jeans?
Girl you some action I've never seen
Girl you some action I've never seen
How you get all that in a pair of jeans?
And I just wanna take you home and lay you down
And I just wanna take you home and lay you down
And I used to deal with your padre, a long time ago
Since then I moved on, but I still deal dope
Takin' trips out to Bogota, I used to cash hard stales
I was in love with your madre
Go meet her, now I got my own cartel

Ain't from Puerto Rico, move to New Orleans
South Baton Rouge, sellin' cocaine
Don't you feel the love in the air?
Don't you smell the drugs in the air?
When you come to Colombia
When you come to Colombia
Girl you some
Girl you some action I've never seen
[?]
Don't you feel the love in the air?
In the air
You can smell the drugs in the air
In the air
When you come to Colombia
I am not a king nor a don
I am something way far beyond
And I done mixed the land of the stars
I be singin' praise to Allah
I be up all night
We was children when we first met
Playin' in [?] fields
Runnin' through [?]
Didn't even know what it is
Helpin' Bobby crush the cocoa leaves
That was way before machines
Used to love [?] in the villa
Makin' noise where no one would hear us
Goddamn I don't wanna leave
And damn I don't wanna leave
You [?]
And I gotta ship the perico
Dinero and [?] Americano
And I gotta get it back overseas
And I gotta get it back overseas
Dinero and [?] Americano
And I gotta get it back overseas

How you get all that in a pair of jeans?
Girl you some action I've never seen
Girl you some action I've never seen
How you get all that in a pair of jeans?
And I just wanna take you home and lay you down
And I just wanna take you home and lay you down
And I used to deal with your padre, a long time ago
Since then I moved on, but I still deal dope
Takin' trips out to Bogota, I used to cash hard stales
I was in love with your madre
Go meet her, now I got my own cartel

Run it up, bein' broke a bad dream
NASCAR with the NASCAR seats
Jaguar with the all black feets
TO6 spillin' Act on me
Hit the mall, I ran out of shit to buy
Ball, got a lot of shit that I supply
[?] mine then you know I gotta ride
Bitch that I'm with, she won't even visit
I ain't even trippin', fuck her, she can die
Dyin' inside, thinkin' homicide
I call where I hate to be alive
Letters, I am contemplatin' suicide
Say I'm keepin' this between you and I
Wanna make love, she ain't got the time
Always in her feelings, blamin' it on business
I just got a mistress, fuck all that [?]
I want you to know I'm lovin' somethin' else
I want you to know I'm lovin' someone else
I want you to know I'm fuckin' in your bed
I hope what I wrote be fuckin' with your head

You should have tried to hold on to me
You should have tried to hold on to me
You gon' miss me one day
You gon' miss me one day




You gon' miss me one day
You gon' miss me one day

Overall Meaning

The song Jus Wanna by Kevin Gates talks about his illegal drug dealings and his love interest. The lyrics depict how Gates is careful with who he speaks to about his business, as he only talks to people he trusts, the plugs. The line "Excuse me, you're not a plug, so I don't speak to you," reiterates this point. Gates then talks about his love interest, how she has a body he has never seen before, and how he wants to take her home and lay her down. He then talks about his past dealing drugs, the trips he used to take, and how he has moved on to his own cartel, alluding to his continued involvement in the drug trade.


The lyrics are explicit and suggestive, with Gates talking about his sexual desires and criminal activities. The theme of longing for someone's love, but being involved in illegal activities, is clear in the song. The lyrics are catchy and, combined with the beat, make for an interesting song.


Line by Line Meaning

Excuse me, you're not a plug So I don't speak to you
I don't talk to people who are not involved in the drug trade


How you get all that in a pair of jeans? Girl you some action I've never seen
You have an impressive figure and I find you attractive


And I just wanna take you home and lay you down
I want to have sex with you


And I used to deal with your padre, a long time ago Since then I moved on, but I still deal dope Takin' trips out to Bogota, I used to cash hard stales I was in love with your madre Go meet her, now I got my own cartel
I used to be involved with your family in the drug trade, but now I have my own successful operation


Ain't from Puerto Rico, move to New Orleans South Baton Rouge, sellin' cocaine
I'm not originally from Puerto Rico, I moved to New Orleans and I sell cocaine in South Baton Rouge


Don't you feel the love in the air? Don't you smell the drugs in the air? When you come to Colombia Girl you some Girl you some action I've never seen [?] Don't you feel the love in the air? In the air You can smell the drugs in the air In the air When you come to Colombia
There is a lot of drug activity in Colombia, and I find you attractive when you are here


I am not a king nor a don I am something way far beyond And I done mixed the land of the stars I be singin' praise to Allah
I see myself as something greater than a king or drug lord, and I give thanks to Allah


We was children when we first met Playin' in [?] fields Runnin' through [?] Didn't even know what it is Helpin' Bobby crush the cocoa leaves That was way before machines Used to love [?] in the villa Makin' noise where no one would hear us Goddamn I don't wanna leave And damn I don't wanna leave You [?]
We met as children and used to play in the fields where coca leaves were grown. We used to help Bobby crush the leaves and I had a relationship with someone at a villa. I don't want to leave you


And I gotta ship the perico Dinero and [?] Americano And I gotta get it back overseas
I have to transport cocaine and money to other countries


Run it up, bein' broke a bad dream NASCAR with the NASCAR seats Jaguar with the all black feets TO6 spillin' Act on me Hit the mall, I ran out of shit to buy Ball, got a lot of shit that I supply [?] mine then you know I gotta ride Bitch that I'm with, she won't even visit I ain't even trippin', fuck her, she can die Dyin' inside, thinkin' homicide I call where I hate to be alive Letters, I am contemplatin' suicide Say I'm keepin' this between you and I Wanna make love, she ain't got the time Always in her feelings, blamin' it on business I just got a mistress, fuck all that [?] I want you to know I'm lovin' somethin' else I want you to know I'm lovin' someone else I want you to know I'm fuckin' in your bed I hope what I wrote be fuckin' with your head
I'm wealthy now and I can afford anything I want but my relationship is not fulfilling. I have a mistress and I want you to know that I am attracted to someone else and I'm having sex in your bed. I hope this upsets you


You should have tried to hold on to me You gon' miss me one day You gon' miss me one day You gon' miss me one day You gon' miss me one day
You should have tried to keep me in our relationship because I will be missed someday




Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Kevin Jerome Gilyard

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@4BredBud

We were children when we first met,
playing in poppy fields,
running through herion,
didnt even know what it is,
helping papi crush the coca leaves,
that was way before machines,
used to love visiting the villa,
making noise praying no one hear us,
goddamn i dont wanna leave,
damn i dont wanna leave..

I can imagine that whole scene as he sings.



@Youngsoldier93

Bitch that I'm with, she won't even visit
I ain't even trippin', fuck her, she can die
Dyin' inside, thinkin' homicide
Bye, cold world I hate to be alive
Letters, I am contemplatin' suicide
Say I'm keepin' this between you and I
Wanna make love, she ain't got the time
Always in her feelings, blamin' it on business
I just got a mistress, fuck her intuition
I want you to know I'm lovin' somethin' else
I want you to know I'm lovin' someone else
I want you to know I'm fuckin' in your bed
I hope what I wrote be fuckin' with your head

You should have tried to hold on to me
(Dont ever let me go x2)
You should have tried to hold on to me
(Dont ever let me go x2)

You gon' miss me one day
You gon' miss me one day
You gon' miss me one day
You gon' miss me one day
You should have tried to hold on to me
You should have tried to hold on to me

Those lyrics speak so much fucking volume.



All comments from YouTube:

@Seers893

5 years now, still 1 of my favorites πŸŽ‰πŸ€ŽπŸ€πŸ–€πŸ’™πŸ’›β€οΈπŸ’šπŸ’›πŸ§‘

@jadew8585

I heard this song for the first time 2 days ago and I cannot stop listening.. The entire production is absolutely incredible, almost mind blowing if you’re deep into sound and can hear and vibe to the under and overtones of this song.

Absolutely beautiful

@heidi5944

Jade Whitely right?! I can’t get over it!

@ivan_572

U high

@dradatfrrr

@@farringtonhill7475 right

@davinwalker9751

@@ivan_572 Γ a

@floweuphoria69420

Listen to it in 432 hz

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@nxtxme1009

I still catch myself comin back to this masterpiece what a time bro

@jabotaggin

When Kevin gates teaches you Spanish better than your Spanish teacher πŸ˜‚πŸ”₯πŸ˜‚πŸ”₯πŸ˜‚πŸ”₯πŸ˜‚πŸ”₯

@terricababyfine6488

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