Day For Day [explicit] Lyrics - Kodak Black

Ay look, I say "I don't rap, I illustrate. I don't paint pictures, I picture-paint." Ha, this my motherfuckin' album 

Kodak Black 

Kodak Black 

The nineteen-year-old Pompano Beach rapper- 

-is reportedly back in jail after he was arrested today in Broward County, Florida 

-changed his plea from not guilty to no contest 

-in the two terminal cases that have put his musical career on hold 

-troubled rapper found himself back behind bars after violating the terms of his house arrest 

Yeah 

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You know I'm a hot boy, but I ain't never lose my cool 

The streets on fire, that's why I'm riding with my tool 

block boy, I'm quick to give a bitch the blues 

I was already sentenced, before I came up out the womb 

Streets done already sentenced me, before no cracker could 

And I wonder why, when I'm just so fucked up out the hood 

And I wonder why, these niggas be hatin' on a G 

When I'm the same lil' nigga, who gave you niggas a chance to eat 

I had to do that time, could nobody do that shit for me 

When I was doin' that time, ain't nobody do that shit with me 

I miss my nigga Cool, I know right now he pro'ly sleep 

One day at a time, ten toes down until you're free 

Photos 

Dyin' in a cell, every street nigga feel 

I give everything back to have my nigga heal 

I give everything back to have my nigga with me 

I already know I had to [?] had my nigga with me 

I ain't tryna see the pen, I'm tryna make a shape 

Neighborhood hero, I'm the one gon' save the day 

Chosen one, My folks depend on me to make a way 

I do it for my nigga locked up doin' day for day 

They gave Lil' Marky twenty-five, that's my man (ay) 

Remember hittin' licks and runnin' up them bands (ay ay) 

They gave Lil' Grass sixteen years in the pen (ay) 

For all my niggas locked up, I'm goin' H.A.A.M. (ay ay) 

They gave twenty years, free my nigga 

They say Lil' Tracer gettin' out this December 

I dropped fifty-five bands from my hand 

They done let me out, so now I'm goin' H.A.A.M 

Before he go back, with the police (ay) 

So that mean he goin' to court in these streets (ay ay) 

He goin' to trial right there where he stands (ay) 

For everybody that been wronged I want revenge (ay ay) 

Dyin' in a cell, every street nigga feel 

I give everything back to have my nigga heal 

I give everything back to have my nigga with me 

I already know I had to [?] had my nigga with me 

I ain't tryna see the pen, I'm tryna make a shape 

Neighborhood hero, I'm the one gon' save the day 

Chosen one, My folks depend on me to make a way 

I do it for my nigga locked up doin' day for day 

This my motherfuckin' album 

Paintin' pictures man, lil' Kodak, you already know that