KKK lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Koly P)

 [Kodak Black:]

Foreal dawg, I been waiting for this beat for a lil minute

Hell yah bih, Koly we got another one

Look, I'm tryna stay afloat

And keep my head above water, you could say a boat

See I don' lost a lot of shit, but I didn't lose hope

They tryna pull me in the system, wanna see roped

But now they tellin' me, "Jit you the next to blow"

I'm comin' up, I got the rap game in a choke

I don' trust a nigga, they'll try to play ya close

Can't be fuckin' with these bitches, cause they love to do the most

It's the white man world, no love for black folks

It's still a dirty world, ain't no point tryna vote

A different president, but it's the shit thought

Ferro should of took the plea, but he took it to the door

I'm tryna make it, but they hatin' on the kid

I got an ice box, where my heart used to live

A nigga cross, I'ma double cross him

A nigga like me, don't forget or forgive

I'm the type of nigga come run up in your crib

Nigga tellin' on you, now you want the nigga killed

Bill keep the steel, I just wanna live, got evicted, so I had buy my mama a crib

I remember when, we was strugglin', shit, I had to move in with my cousin them

I don' see my friends from yesterday, none of them

Now I think about, it used to be a couple of them

Shit I ain't gon' lie, I learned a lot of stuff from them

God damn, I should've listened to my mama them

See the other side and I don' say what's up to them

But he fuck with them and I don' really fuck with them

Sharper than a trim

Jumpin' out the gym

24 Karot Gold dip on my rim

Now I'm gettin' older, now life kickin' in

Told mama look, I'm finally growin' hair on my chin

Mama your lil boy, just became the fuckin' man

I just dropped the 14, it came back lookin' 10

I just popped a bean, now I'm going Super Saiyan

You'll sink like the sand in the game without a plan

[Koly P:]

See this the type of shit I live

And what these niggas rappin' we don' already lived

I heard through the grapevine that Kodak got a deal

See we been on our grind since Nova donk was teal

I'm tryna touch a mil

And buy my mama them a crib

We rappin' about this shit we really live

So nigga straight up, them country boys better play us

Mention Broward County, better say us

See we didn't have shit, but a God-fearing mother

You ever see them suds in the tub tryna bubble

Them hoes show us love, but they don' know about the struggle

My aunty died with AIDS and Lord knows that I love her

I remember going broke with no clothes and no cover

Not to mention they killed Wayne and Purp, them my brothers

I been on my grind serving dime to them cluckers

My phone kang wanging and my trap going bonkers

I'm 10 toes down, with a 9 I'll slump you

Call up my lil round from out of town, he'll pump you

Get rich or die trying, so my mindframe is fuck you

Your chain look like mine, I ain't lying, I'll touch you

Coach niggas crying on the line, call the huddle

And it's fuck a nigga, and my mindframe is fuck you

It's 24 boom, and Polo Pooh he comin' soon

You out of town niggas make room