Satellites

Kevin Gates, I'm everybody's sworn favorite People tend to feel I'm Micheal Jackson reincarnated Satellites, never really made love Alright Satellites, satellites Never really made love, but she gon' get it right Emotions probably telling her she could stay the night But her friends all call us crazy, they don't give her good advice Satellites, satellites Never really made love, Gates Never really made love Say she never really made love I've been shot through the heart Just on the d-low, Lucas Brasi selling kilos Gotta shop outta town and got a spot just around the way Let's be specific, if I'm the nigga you feeling Am I wrong for showing interest in these women surrounding? I'm a straight dick her down and go No time to lounge with hoes On the grind, all the time I done been down this road Strictly need my c-notes, can you keep up with my lingo Some'll say life is a gamble, which means love is a casino Everybody just playin' to win, think I made it again Though many ladies pretend, hoping this ain't what it is This business I'm in, may make me taking a bid Would you still be my friend, when I'm lonely, love? Get 'em gone, 'cause ain't no one on the phone, but us Someone who strong when it's rough, someone who won't give up Ain't no wasting time, hustle every night Promise everything is alright Satellites, satellites Never really made love, but she gon' get it right Emotions probably telling her she could stay the night But her friends all call us crazy, they don't give her good advice Satellites, satellites Never really made love, Gates Never really made love Say she never really made love People changing on me, I am so sick of the masquerades Grew up poor, had no dishes, ate off paper plates I'm taking aim, brought up in this life I know Baby, you a rider and I love when you ride it slow Motion for me, girl Arch it to the ceiling, now bend over for me, girl Pulling on your hair, while I'm gripping on your ass When I kill it from the back, know you feel it in your back Late night screaming, all of the right reasons Touching, teasing, blowing it might please Make it bite back, I love when it bite me Saying take some out, I know what it might be When your body go to shaking, you're raising your right knee Bit the pillow with your teeth, I know what it might mean I'ma keep going, I know that the light green Can't stay still, I'm stroking the right thing Climb in the bed, with a dime in the bed Don't tell me the spot, I'ma find it instead Big fine mothafucka, she a dime with the head Just got a text, never mind what it said iPhone ringing, I decline with a fret Which color should I press, lime or the red? Decline or accept, next line never read Minus the time and the time been the best Told her what it was first time that we met But she cry and get upset every time that I left (alright) Satellites, satellites Never really made love, but she gon' get it right Emotions probably telling her she could stay the night But her friends all call us crazy, they don't give her good advice Satellites, satellites Never really made love, Gates Never really made love Say she never really made love --- Satellites - Kevin Gates