Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Can Leave, artist - Kevin Gates. Date of issue: 16.04.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
You Can Leave |
| Nigga run up on me with the handgun |
| I might could stand one |
| They say when love comes around |
| Baby you could leave |
| I said baby you could leave |
| They say when love comes around I probably had missed it |
| If this the way it is it’s correct to assume I’ll end up |
| All alone |
| Probably with some other guy |
| Ain’t no needin' why |
| My pride won’t allow me to even try |
| Took one in the sleeve |
| Without you by my side it’s safe to say I’ll die |
| But baby you can leave |
| Took one in the sleeve |
| Without you by my side it’s safe to say I’ll die |
| But baby you can leave |
| This a fucked up scene, I’m mugged up mean |
| What the fuck you mean, this ain’t over |
| How you change over, holla game over |
| You tripping hard you ain’t sober |
| On banana boats how we came over |
| Designer stores, Michael Kors |
| No plain clothes without names on 'em |
| Your right wrist got my name on it |
| I’d be lying if I said I ain’t lonely |
| That nigga dead we ain’t homies |
| My pain growing that thang on me |
| Cocaine rover, mean range rover |
| Swang corners put aim on 'em |
| Kuh kuh and bang on 'em |
| Leave brains on 'em and stains on 'em |
| Get three grand for my main smoker |
| This game cold but I stayed focused |
| Bread winner chain on the head of the lame |
| He was here, but he ain’t, we steady rollin' |
| When the cam moving blam through |
| No shampoo hit head and shoulders |
| Never been in love I ain’t joking |
| Pass by your house on a late night |
| Bumping Swim Good by Frank Ocean |
| They say when love comes around I probably had missed it |
| If this the way it is it’s correct to assume I’ll end up |
| All alone |
| Probably with some other guy |
| Ain’t no needin' why |
| My pride won’t allow me to even try |
| Took one in the sleeve |
| Without you by my side it’s safe to say I’ll die |
| But baby you can leave |
| Took one in the sleeve |
| Without you by my side it’s safe to say I’ll die |
| But baby you can leave |
| Please don’t do this to me |
| I’m losing, I’m losing my sleep |
| Without you it’d be hard to smile |
| Like crackheads losing their teeth |
| Blew the national keep harassing cause you for me |
| Drew your name in class, professor asked, «Is this a new degree?» |
| Profusely in pursuit of something you reminded me of a society |
| Feel 'em slipping from sanity |
| Don’t eat enough, I’m rude no longer speak as much |
| Frequent find the reasons niggas stepping on my sneakers |
| Got me steaming I should beat 'em up |
| Or get beat up and say somebody made ugly |
| You don’t love me |
| So disgusted seeing couples coupled up in public hugging |
| Huffing, puffing, phone reluctant |
| You most likely call it stubborn |
| Kevin Gates mixtape motion picture |
| All or nothing |
| They say when love comes around I probably had missed it |
| If this the way it is it’s correct to assume I’ll end up |
| All alone |
| Probably with some other guy |
| Ain’t no needin' why |
| My pride won’t allow me to even try |
| Took one in the sleeve |
| Without you by my side it’s safe to say I’ll die |
| But baby you can leave |
| Took one in the sleeve |
| Without you by my side it’s safe to say I’ll die |
| But baby you can leave |
| And that’s how we comin' man |
| All through the mixtape |
| Versatility retarded |
| Make 'em believe, that’s what we doin' right now man |
| Turn it up, let’s go |