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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Gates
Lead Vocals
DunDeal
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Gilyard
Songwriter
David Maximillian Cunningham
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DunDeal
Producer
Lyrics
This luck that I had with my best friend
The brown skin nigga with the braids
Not the pussy nigga went to fey
But the short cheddar nigga went to praise
Got out of jail I was flat broke
Well not broke but low funds
Funds lower than they ever was I was trying
To rap without selling drugs
Me and Eric Tan kept grinding hard but
Every plan just fell apart
His mama died would not down cry
Pray for God to protect us all
The label kept us on booking shows
Most of which was an instant fly
This means I would appear
And perform without getting guac
This the poor way to get evil
Got to see couldnt believe it
My social next to a signature on a contract
Well I couldnt leave it
Me and Tom had a lot of talks till
It really didn't make sense to talk
Tell them what I needed as an artist
See a steel cane and brush it off
Rap game call it for me
Lets run the ball no fucking off
Travis Vick and them I said
Forever am I a low form?
Had to focus on my career
Others trying to be club owners
Got the ears of a major label
Now everybody in the world on it
Heart of a tiger will commit homicide
This mentally challenge of a rival
Come quick jungle where we fight to survive
Intimidation from the police youll never take me alive
Im a tiger
Im a tiger
Hungry cat but well we fight to survive
Intimidation from the police youll never take me alive
On vacation Im thinking Travis must really hate me
Been like a brother through middle school
Would have never rapped until he met me
Really used to flip hoes together go out together
Do shows together
Still amazes me kinda crazy
How popularity can make you change
Got us know I was half the fun
Got his bourbon I was happy for him
Got his Benz I was happy for him
Got him home I was happy for him
No nigga runner with this plated for him
Put their head on a platter for him
Never disrespect that yo bitch boy
I protected yo bitch boy
When niggas dead we both know it
Was trying to put dick on yo bitch boy
All you ever did was criticize me
Pillow talk to the world above me
These teardrops and my base real
My mama tell you Im not stuck
In juvenile detention for self defense
Broad day I pop some
My X boys front go for reals
Black the eyes I shut some
Excuse me Im my own man
In jail or on land
Always trying to fight me
How the fuck you hurt a nigga you love
I would never put my hands on you
Reason being you a nigga I love
Heart of a tiger will commit homicide
This mentally challenge of a rival
Come quick jungle where we fight to survive
Intimidation from the police youll never take me alive
Im a tiger
Im a tiger
Hungry cat but well we fight to survive
Intimidation from the police youll never take me alive
Im a tiger
Writer(s): Kevin Gilyard, David Cunningham
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