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Kodak Black

Genres: Hip-Hop

Versatile Lyrics - Kodak Black

Seem like I lost more than I ever gained 

Ain't get nun out these streets but pain 

Ain't get nun out these streets but hard times 

'Cause in these streets ain't nun but hard times 

Tell C.B. I say wassup 

Tell everybody I say what's happening 

Tell E-Pimp I said shoot some 

Tell them boys I said stop flaggin' 

Tell my momma that I'm comin' home 

Tell the world that it wouldn't be long 

Ask my hoes wassup with they phones 

Tell 'em I'm away but I ain't gone 

I said [?] what you wanna do 

Once you slide, imma follow through 

The stand took a nigga up and through it 

Lil Dash told me, Kodak don't do it 

Tell my son that I love his ass 

Tell 'em I can't wait to hug his ass 

This for the niggas who got all that time 

Now they tryna get him on his back 

A nigga shot my cousin four times 

I heard through the wall my brother doubled back 

I just bumped into this super chick 

I'm hollering at Lil Fim through the fence 

I'm letting you know I do this shit for fun 

Tell me go then consider it done 

Shoutout Petho and my brother blood 

My nigga C-Lo he just caught a thug 

I'm shooting clo in a nigga ass 

They hit a nigga for his whole bag 

Tell them boys I said stop crabbing 

Said it even if I never asked 

I knew I should've told my lil nigga DJ to chill 

But I can't tell him shit he doin the same shit that I will 

I'm thinking bout how would it be if we ain't get on them pills, if we ain't never chose the streets and picked up the steel 

I'm thinkin' bout how would it be if we stayed on the field 

Like I ain't even have to rap, cause I got other skills 

At nights we ran down with them sticks and got them automobiles 

And we was jackin' cars and shit cause it wasn't hard to steal 

Like doin bids and seeing it come, but this the life I live 

But I know that this my last one, something gotta give 

Seem like God, got me paying for all the shit I did 

Cause I slowed down awhile ago, switched up positive 

The rough was just enough for a nigga fell in love with the thrill 

But before he forgive gotta pay for a steel 

And I done did so much of shit that I ain't proud I did 

But when I took rappin' serious I threw the towel in 

But Lord you say you gon' forgive, so forgive me then 

Cause I done picked the Bible up and read Corinthians 

I'm still young and I got allot to experience 

I guess the first time in my life I felt this serious 

I gotta lil boy now and I wanna be there for bruh 

The feeling he give a nigga I ain't never felt this way before 

And you can look into my heart and see that I'm forreal 

That I done resulted in a metamorphosis 

God, you know my destiny cause you gave me this gift 

You done gave a nigga a chance to pay my momma bills 

You done turned me to a man unlike my daddy is 

 

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No this ain't over, I got some more to spit 

That was for the real niggas 

I got some shit for the hoes 

 

She made me happy, she made me smile 

She brought me up, when you let me down 

She nothing like you, she different 

She nothing like you, she magnificent 

She intelligent, she love me better than you 

Better than, she love me better than you 

She made me happy, she made me smile 

She brought me up, when you let me down 

Could you hold the title, it come with a life 

Could you hold the title, you don't have to like 

Could you hold the title, could you play the role 

You can't hold the title, baby let me hold 

Could you hold the title, could you play the part 

Could you hold the title, till death do us part 

Could you hold the title, hold a nigga down 

Could you hold the title, tryna figure out 

Take you out to dinner, stick this dick in your liver 

I'm fuckin' your head up I'm playing these mind games witcha 

I'ma suck that pussy good, then you ain't gon' hear from a nigga 

I'm fuckin your head up with all these extracurriculars 

I can fuck Virgin Mary, cause the game so unordinary 

Had plans on gettin' married til they had me on solitary 

You left me here stranded, I'm feelin' abandoned 

You got me so hurt right now I need me a bandage 

Transgression 

Show you your corner, who gone stay solid and be down for you 

When you really want 'em, when you really need 'em 

When them people playing with your freedom 

When a nigga shit on me one time I be tryna get even 

I'm tryna get equal 

I'm iced out riding with that heater 

I'm in that Thunderbird, I'm sliding with that Desert Eagle 

Tell me who my people, show me where my folks at 

Who gon' ride for Kodak? 

Who gon' up and shake on me? 

Who gon' jump the gate on me 

Pillow case that thang on it 

In case he tryna lay on me 

Changed my address 

But karma she know where I stayed on it 

But that bitch better come correct she know that I stay on it 

I ain't sleeping so forget about coming creepin' late on me 

Got the 12 gauge on me 

I got a 38 on me 

I got the Mac 10 I used to have the baby K on me 

I bought a Xbox but ion't play on it 

PS4 but ion't play no games on it 

The beat over got so much to say on it 

My heart cold put a glacier on my wrist 

 

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I'm forever abnormal 

I know I wrote this shit longer than a average rapper 

Ya'know I'm sayin glee 

But you got me fucked up 

I be damn if you don't let me keep ridin' this shit boy 

 

I'm pulling scams 

Identity theft 

Don't buy my album, cause I don't care 

I'm pulling scams 

Identity theft 

Don't buy my album, cause I don't care 

I be damn if I don't find a way to make some cash 

I be damn if she come over and she don't get mad 

Be damned, I be damn if she think she gon' get a bag 

I be damn if you get me and I don't get you back 

187 you screw me and you get nabbed 

I wrote this in the cell, free my niggas who ain't tell 

I be damn, I be damn if I go out without the heat 

I be damn if I take that nat nat out to eat 

Boy you ain't livin' like that you know you ain't in the streets 

[?] I be strapped when I be sleep 

I be damn if you niggas come run up on me 

I just called my [?] man told him to pray over me 

I be damn I be damn if I don't come home in a week 

I be damn I be damn thinkin' a young nigga sweet 

I be damn if she don't call me soon the molly kick in 

I be damn if she don't tell she gon wanna turn up again 

Yo bit gave me a key, put me on her lease 

I'm standin' at the feast til they bring in me a beast 

It's too much weight on my shoulder so don't tell me hold up 

Feel my heart gettin' colder turning to a polar 

Reppin' Broward County Florida, I'm from out the nolia 

Project baby a lil Hatian from the ugly corner 

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