Long Live Kevin Lyrics

Things are different round my way

Knew this nigga little kevin round my way

Ay

No 9 to 5 but he was still getting paid

This a story bout little kevin round my way

We was best friends

Met him 2010

He was hustling

Always had an attitude

The world didn't stand a chance

Always crying broke

But then pop up with a couple bands

Always kept it 100 grand

Always did the subtle thing

Didn't know about his moves

And he used to speak his mind

Nigga that was bad news

Trapping out his mommas basement

Feels like it was yesterday

It hasn't been the same lately

Can't wrap my head around it

I prayed that I was going crazy

You was posed to grow old

But you sent me a rose

At ya grave and you know I'm on one

Yeah

Never asked for favors

Always got it on his own

Yeah

We Only took an L when we had to roll it up

Yeah

Flying down airy street

Cruising in that honda civic

Remembering the old days

Baby mama always tripping

Ppl thought that we was twins

Down the whole time

But in the end he would win

Yeah

When you lose a brother it never heals

We was up till early mornings

Popping bud ice on the corner

Man When you lose a brother it never heals

LLK...that was gang

That ain't never gonna change

NAH

What hurts the most is

I can't even call

Not a text

Not a letter

Can't say nothing at all

And I try to open up

But I just leave it alone

We was like martin and will

But knew the words to our song

Damn

We knew the words our song

Damn

If my homie in heaven

He probably fucking with marilyn

I know he paid her a visit

He probably smoke one with nip

He probably rolled up a zip

Played a pick up with kobe

I got a guardian angel

He talked to god for me

I don't think he went to hell

If he did he loving it now

Looked the devil in his eyes

Bitch I'm running shit now

Didn't need a mascot

My brother would rep himself

Whoa

Always down to hit a lick

And he would never tell nothing

No

Put ya hands up if you a real nigga

Cause we all gotta little Kev in us

Run it back

Put ya hands up if you a real nigga

Cause we all gotta little kev in us

In a class of his own

Man no one was on his level

He was true to himself

This for little kevin

When I see you again

We got some things to talk about

I'll bring the weed

You roll it up

Me and little kevin

If you do what you want

No one could ever tell you nothing

Out ya seat and get the jumping

You a little kevin

God is on my side though

I knew that cause he gave my son

Right before he died though

I named him little kevin