Shakin Back
Kevin Gates Lyrics


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(Rippa On The Beat, bitch)
This how I'm livin'
Two for thirty-five I just come out the H
Hit it with Bolivia, it look like the 'Caine

Twenty-seven ounces, three 9 pieces I'm shaking back
My old hoe gon' fuck on Sunday, can't wait for that
H town, no fittin' on, we dealin' that
Rumors hit my top every minute I'm built for that
If I can pray there I can stay there I ain't scared of nothing
Your grandma stay there, you don't lay there
Boy you scared to hustle
Oh well, really yeah, name ringing bells (yeah)
And my neighborhood supplier just got out the Feds

I'm pissing clean for my P.O, I'ma living legend
Straight out the clink
Fuck every C.O who encountered Kevin (yeah)
White people showing love
Niggas hating on me (what up?)
Say they got a cake baked and they waiting on me (leggo)
I went flat
Had to scratch
Women skated on me
I pray five times a day I had to talk to God
In Chicago going hard without a body guard (grr)
I'm in control and I'm controlling, I'm a shot caller (shot)
Couple rappers but they names I am not calling (not)
Y'all gotta pay up that lil' lease, I'm a lil' land Lord (yeah)
If you don't pay up what you order, I'ma stack for it (stack)
Rubber bands
Coming in, on command

Twenty-seven ounces, three 9 pieces I'm shaking back
My old hoe gon' fuck on Sunday, can't wait for that
H town, no fittin' on, we dealin' that
Rumors hit my top every minute I'm built for that
If I can pray there I can stay there I ain't scared of nothing
Your grandma stay there, you don't lay there
Boy you scared to hustle
Oh well, really yeah, name ringing bells (yeah)
And my neighborhood supplier just got out the Feds

Say he just broke the seal
Can I put it back on feet?
And once he run it up then he gonna put it back on me (right)
He tell me all these things and get mad if I don't agree (wassup?)
Your habit stronger than your hustle
Your hustle I don't believe (turn up)
In jail I run into you know I go in there like Lump
Reezy changed form, I thought we would stay in touch (damn)
Juli' hit the line when he call me I'm finna come (wassup?)
I'm jumping out the 'Rari, they think I don't gotta gun (boom boom)
Whats happening nigga?
Keep you something, if not
I could take you uptown and reach you something by the spot
I'm holding shop with shop gettin' held for me
You hanging by my trap but you ain't ever sell nothing (right)

Twenty-seven ounces, three 9 pieces I'm shaking back
My old hoe gon' fuck on Sunday, can't wait for that
H town, no fittin' on, we dealin' that
Rumors hit my top every minute I'm built for that
If I can pray there I can stay there I ain't scared of nothing
Your grandma stay there, you don't lay there
Boy you scared to hustle




Oh well, really yeah, name ringing bells (yeah)
And my neighborhood supplier just got out the Feds

Overall Meaning

The song "Shakin Back" by Kevin Gates talks about his life experiences, struggles, and accomplishments. The lyrics suggest that he recently got out of prison ("Two for thirty-five I just come out the H"), and he's trying to make up for lost time by hustling hard. He talks about selling drugs ("Hit it with Bolivia, it look like the 'Caine / Twenty-seven ounces, three 9 pieces I'm shaking back") and his former girlfriend ("My old hoe gon' fck on Sunday, can't wait for that"). The song also talks about his reputation as a respected rapper and how he's unfazed by rumors that are spread about him.


Overall, the song has a strong message of resilience and determination, as Gates talks about overcoming his struggles and making the most of his current situation. He shows no fear and is willing to take risks to succeed. The song's lyrics are honest and evocative, painting a raw picture of Gates's life.


Line by Line Meaning

This how I'm livin'
This is what my life looks like currently


Two for thirty-five I just come out the H
I purchased two ounces of drugs for thirty-five dollars shortly after being released from jail


Hit it with Bolivia, it look like the 'Caine
After cutting the drugs with a substance from Bolivia, it resembled cocaine


Twenty-seven ounces, three 9 pieces I'm shaking back
I currently have twenty-seven ounces of drugs and three 9-piece sets, which signifies that I am bouncing back and regaining stability


My old hoe gon' fuck on Sunday, can't wait for that
My former girlfriend is going to have sex on Sunday, which I am looking forward to


H town, no fittin' on, we dealin' that
In Houston, we don't wait around. We deal drugs quickly.


Rumors hit my top every minute I'm built for that
I constantly hear rumors about me, but I am capable of handling them


If I can pray there I can stay there I ain't scared of nothing
As long as I can pray, I can remain in a particular area without fear


Your grandma stay there, you don't lay there
Even your elderly grandmother is able to survive in an area that you cannot handle


Boy you scared to hustle
You are afraid to work hard and earn a living


Oh well, really yeah, name ringing bells (yeah)
Regardless of opinions, my name is well-known and recognized


And my neighborhood supplier just got out the Feds
My local drug supplier has recently been released from prison


I'm pissing clean for my P.O, I'ma living legend
I am able to pass my probation drug tests and I am viewed as a notorious figure in my community


Straight out the clink
I was just recently released from jail


Fuck every C.O who encountered Kevin (yeah)
I harbor anger towards every correctional officer that I have interacted with


White people showing love
Caucasian individuals are expressing positive feelings towards me


Niggas hating on me (what up?)
Other African American individuals are envious of my success


Say they got a cake baked and they waiting on me (leggo)
They claim to have drugs prepared for me and are eagerly anticipating my arrival


I went flat
I encountered a failure or setback


Had to scratch
I had to work hard and struggle


Women skated on me
Women left or abandoned me


I pray five times a day I had to talk to God
I practice Islam and pray to Allah five times a day. I seek guidance and support from my religious beliefs


In Chicago going hard without a body guard (grr)
I am putting in work and being active in Chicago without any security or protection


I'm in control and I'm controlling, I'm a shot caller (shot)
I am in charge of my own life and the decision-making process. I have a significant amount of power and influence


Couple rappers but they names I am not calling (not)
There are a few rappers that I choose not to mention by name


Y'all gotta pay up that lil' lease, I'm a lil' land Lord (yeah)
You owe me money for your drug purchase, and I am viewed as a minor drug kingpin


If you don't pay up what you order, I'ma stack for it (stack)
If you do not pay me for the drugs I provided, I will take your stored inventory as collateral


Rubber bands
I store my money in rubber bands


Coming in, on command
I have a steady stream of income available at my disposal


Say he just broke the seal
He recently opened the package of drugs


Can I put it back on feet?
Is it possible for me to sell the drugs and make a profit?


And once he run it up then he gonna put it back on me (right)
After he profits from selling the drugs, he will reimburse me


He tell me all these things and get mad if I don't agree (wassup?)
He shares his thoughts and opinions with me and becomes upset if I do not concur


Your habit stronger than your hustle
Your addiction to drugs takes priority over your drive to earn money


Your hustle I don't believe (turn up)
I do not trust or have faith in your ability to make money


In jail I run into you know I go in there like Lump
If I encounter you in jail, I will approach you aggressively and with force


Reezy changed form, I thought we would stay in touch (damn)
My associate Reezy has transformed into a different person, and I am disappointed that we have grown distant


Juli' hit the line when he call me I'm finna come (wassup?)
My friend Juli' contacted me, and I plan to meet up with him soon


I'm jumping out the 'Rari, they think I don't gotta gun (boom boom)
I am exiting my Ferrari, and people assume that I do not carry a firearm


Whats happening nigga?
What is going on, my friend?


Keep you something, if not
Carry a weapon for protection, if possible


I could take you uptown and reach you something by the spot
I am capable of providing drugs if we go to a certain area


I'm holding shop with shop gettin' held for me
I am running my own drug operation, and someone else is carrying the inventory for me


You hanging by my trap but you ain't ever sell nothing (right)
You often spend time near my drug operation, but you have never sold any drugs yourself




Lyrics ยฉ Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Kevin Gilyard, Ricardo Toussaint

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