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Everything 1K lyrics - Kodak Black
You know life ain't tied with a bow but it's still a gift though
Yeah life ain't fair but it's still good though
It's a blessing just to be here
Everything 1K
I know you're money hungry
Can't wait 'cause you ain't eat all day
And you gon' lose your mind if you don't get a plate
I understand the ups and the downs, street niggas gon' relate
It's a struggle man, I'm with you all the way
This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system
Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith
I got to thank God for everything
It's a miracle how you'll wake up and your dreams right in your face
Everything 1K
I woke up in the morning on a cold slab
How the hell I'm in a damn cell
I'm in jail taking cold baths
I went down the wrong path
Lil boy don't go that way
You prolly won't last
Before I had the fame I had the name
I earned my stripes like Adidas
Sliding base like I'm Derek Jeter
Growing up with no father, it'll make you evil
How he gon' learn to be a man when you ain't never teach him?
Youngin' can't even read but he totin' the Desert Eagle
Look how she left, I bet she told you she won't never leave you
The same nigga was hating, I turned them to believers
I done made it through the rain and I ain't called FEMA
I know you're money hungry
Can't wait 'cause you ain't eat all day
And you gon' lose your mind if you don't get a plate
I understand the ups and the downs, street niggas gon' relate
It's a struggle man, I'm with you all the way
This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system
Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith
I got to thank God for everything
It's a miracle how you'll wake up and your dreams right in your face
Everything 1K
I probably thank God 'cause without him who is me?
He unlocked my cell when they threw away the key
Jailbird, I was caged in, he came and set me free
I was just on the news, now I'm on MTV
Hurting 'cause your people ate and you ain't get a piece
Now you're taking from your people plate 'cause you just tryna eat
Grinding for a mil and I ain't talkin' 'bout a combo
My mama need a crib, I been thinking 'bout a condo
You nothing when you down, it's crazy how people treat you
Come around now, you can't even hit the reefer
I pray for all my youngins who done took the same route
Brother from the same struggle, cut from the same cloth
I know you're money hungry
Can't wait 'cause you ain't eat all day
And you gon' lose your mind if you don't get a plate
I understand the ups and the downs, street niggas gon' relate
It's a struggle man, I'm with you all the way
This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system
Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith
I got to thank God for everything
It's a miracle how you'll wake up and your dreams right in your face
Everything 1K
Vibin In This Bih lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Gucci Mane)
Who that is? Lil Kodak
It's Gucci!
1800!
Look!
[Kodak Black:]
Cuban on my wrist, Cuban on my neck, your girl on X
Money talks, she on the phone line, we havin' phone sex
Never duckin' from you peons, I ain't fold yet
Kept it real since the begun, I ain't told yet
I done finally got my muscle up, you know I'm gon' flex
People rootin' for the hustler, I think I'm on next
At your neck, I don't get tired, I ain't gon' rest
You gotta play your cards right, them jack boys on deck
I gotta keep the fan on, you know them girls gon' sweat
I'm tryna put my man on, but he ain't came home yet
Kodak Black but my hoe red, she get her own bread
I hit your girl with the pole, now she walkin' bowlegged
Dirty drink this that prometh, ain't sippin' Moët
I'm just tryna stay focused, ain't tryna go flat
You turn cold when the heater on, I know you're gon' melt
I've been smokin' broccoli, they say it's good for your health
Nah I'm good, I don't need your help, I do it myself
I know you don't really love me, you're just lovin' my wealth
It's lil Kodak, the finesse kid, walkin' like a lick
Hittin' licks, now I'm droppin' hits, mouthpiece cost a brick
In the club, boppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
All she wanted was to take a pic, but now she gettin' hit
In the club, poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
Poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
In the club, boppin' in this bih, bibin' with my clique
All she wanted was to take a pic, but now she gettin' hit
In the club, boppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
Poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
[Gucci Mane:]
Lock me in a box, but I'm comin' out swingin'
Watch 200 so I'm comin' out blingin'
Somethin' like the wind, can't touch, just hear me
Suckas can't see me, but they damn sure feel me
They say, "Gucci Mane gone, the rap game ain't nothin'"
Soon as he left, the coke price start jumpin'
Walk around the club like I walked around the yard
Nigga I'm the trap god, you tryna look hard
I'll never ever ever ask the police to protect me
Never ever ever let a rapper disrespect me
Next up from Gucci Mane, gun clappin' gon' happen
Put a cap to the captain, see my bullets tap dancin'
Guwop!
[Kodak Black:]
In the club, boppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
All she wanted was to take a pic, but now she gettin' hit
In the club, poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
Poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
In the club, boppin' in this bih, bibin' with my clique
All she wanted was to take a pic, but now she gettin' hit
In the club, boppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
Poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
Can I lyrics - Kodak Black
[Intro - Kodak Black:]
Yeah
This my shit right here
This my kinda shit right here
Y'all know me, the son
[Hook - Kodak Black:]
Can I ball? Can I chill?
Can I stunt?
Would I live long enough to raise my son?
Made something out of nothin'
And nothin' what I'm from
Can your boy do something productive for once?
And once a nigga make it, they gon' wanna take it
Money don't change ya, but it do drive ya crazy
Lil nigga out the projects, they rootin' for the baby
Even when you showin' love, they still gon' wanna hate ya
[Verse 1 - Kodak Black:]
If I tell you how I feel, can I fuck?
I gotta see if the pussy good before I cuff
I'm really in the feels so I need someone to hug
I'm out here like for real so I be needin' a little love
All you gotta do is grind
It's gon' take time
Ain't no time to chill
Ain't no time to vibe
All my people wanted me to sit my ass down
But I been on gold since I got off my behind
Everybody wanna shine
Nobody wanna grind
See my nigga workin' hard, that shit paid him off fine
None of this shit just fall from the sky
I'm puttin' in work, I done forgot that I was tired
[Hook - Kodak Black:]
Can I ball? Can I chill?
Can I stunt?
Would I live long enough to raise my son?
Made something out of nothin'
And nothin' what I'm from
Can your boy do something productive for once?
And once a nigga make it, they gon' wanna take it
Money don't change ya, but it do drive ya crazy
Lil nigga out the projects, they rootin' for the baby
Even when you showin' love, they still gon' wanna hate ya
[Verse 2 - Kodak Black:]
Can a nigga eat in peace?
You leechin' for a crumb
Niggas ain't even showin' ya love where ya from
Them people took my 40s, so I'm about to go buy a pump
What if the trolls roll up on me right? Should I run?
Can I take you out to lunch?
I just wanna get you full then get all in your stomach
I just made shawty tell a man that she done
Lately she been tellin' me she love me, should I run?
I'm gone, I'm done
I shook and went describin'
I'm not a bad kid, I just didn't have no guidance
Fuck a home run, you boys be runnin' in houses
Robbin', connivin', wylin' and burglarizin'
[Hook - Kodak Black:]
Can I ball? Can I chill?
Can I stunt?
Would I live long enough to raise my son?
Made something out of nothin'
And nothin' what I'm from
Can your boy do something productive for once?
And once a nigga make it, they gon' wanna take it
Money don't change ya, but it do drive ya crazy
Lil nigga out the projects, they rootin' for the baby
Even when you showin' love, they still gon' wanna hate ya
Slayed lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Boosie Badazz)
[Verse 1 - Kodak Black:]
My nigga slayed a nigga, I just came from hanging with him
I don't know what really happened, I think he home invading him
You never catch me out here clapping unless they paid a nigga
Why the fuck I chase a bitch when I don't even chase the liquor
Hell yeah they call me Kodak but I ain't come to take no picture
So icy, make it blizzard, and the lean I'm sippin' sizzurp
Lil Wiz, they been kicking doors, I call that boy a wizard
Damn, I was textin' drivin', I looked up, I wrecked the fender
Wally say boy you better get her so I blitzed her
No time to waste, therefore if I get her I'm a hit her
My mama say, baby you a winner not a quitter
Well not today, 'cause mama soon as I hit her I'm a quit her
Cut the top with a scissor, turned my new car to a vert
I might need a new liver 'cause my body full of syrup
Kodak Black, but I'm smoking purp, thinkin' 'bout cheesy purp
Rest in peace, Wayne Head and Purp, them boys down to earth
She know I'm a beast at every angle, you can call me Kurt
Flipped her over by her ankles, locked her and she called me Kurt
She know I be getting to the paper, I be putting in work
Up the road, playing with the papers, yeah I got that work
[Hook - Kodak Black:]
I'm on that greedy shit, that fiendin' shit, I need a piece
I'm on that wreckless shit, that selfish shit, I'm playing for keeps
Money hungry, I can't smell bitch, I gotta eat
I keep that heavy metal just in case he tryna creep
I'm on that schemin' shit, you better give me everything
I'm on that teamin' shit, the devil know I keep that heat
You remind me of your bitch, I got you on your knees
Jeep Cherokee, I'm skiing with my dope boy wrist
[Verse 2 - Boosie Badazz:]
Take his bag then smash, what uncle telling me
Dirty pistol, dirty mask, another felony
Rocks in my mouth, I spit 'em out when I was sellin' weed
Choppers was tryna take me out at only seventeen
9 Glock, body rock, this bitch hold 17
Mouth wet, pussy hot, she just was 17 (too young for me)
Cocaine under my nails, working this triple beam
No fingerprints on my shells, too sticky from the lean
I'm on that greedy shit, it's mine, I ain't gon' feed a bitch
Leave you leaking quick, one shot, one kill, Desert Eagle shit
I really got it out the mud, this ain't no freebie shit
Guess how I got all my muscle, from deleting shit
Hard on the pussy, no old lady, I just borrow the pussy
These niggas thugging for the gram, gon' record the pussy
Boy you remind me of your bitch, you a bitch
Your address supposed to be a nigga's ditch
Old pussy ass nigga
[Hook - Kodak Black:]
I'm on that greedy shit, that fiendin' shit, I need a piece
I'm on that wreckless shit, that selfish shit, I'm playing for keeps
Money hungry, I can't smell bitch, I gotta eat
I keep that heavy metal just in case he tryna creep
I'm on that schemin' shit, you better give me everything
I'm on that teamin' shit, the devil know I keep that heat
You remind me of your bitch, I got you on your knees
Jeep Cherokee, I'm skiing with my dope boy wrist
Big Bank lyrics - Kodak Black
Oh this the real deal, like for real for real?
I thought lil shawty was the real deal and I guess not
But this the real deal? For real?
Lil nigga I got big bank
I was 'bout to eat that pussy but that shit stank
Girl I want to eat your pussy but I just can't
Smoking medicate help me meditate
You was so wack, I don't wanna hear your mixtape
His diamonds so wet, he got it out the fish tank
I swear all I do is crank like I never think
I don't think I just crank, I don't hesitate
Let it spray, Kodak let it spray
I ain't got to tote no 5, keep it just in case
Them niggas ever get out of line, put them in they place
'Cause I be staying out the way, them niggas in the way
It Lil Kodak, I don't rap, bitch I illustrate
It like I be painting pictures but I picture paint
So why they call you Kodak Black? You sippin' Easter pink
I be right there at your house, think it's trick or treat
I be drawing when I speak, see it vividly
I keep a 30 clip but this a Glock 23
Think it's sweet then come and see, I'ma demonstrate
Drop two ounces of codeine in my Minute Maid
Lil nigga I got big bank
I was 'bout to eat that pussy but that shit stank
Girl I want to eat your pussy but I just can't
Smoking medicate help me meditate
You was so wack, I don't wanna hear your mixtape
His diamonds so wet, he got it out the fish tank
I swear all I do is crank like I never think
I don't think I just crank, I don't hesitate
You ain't gotta like my music but you gon' respect me
By the way when you approach me better come correctly
I be on that Little Caesar's shit, hot and ready
All the motherfucking bread, where the damn jelly?
I can't understand these bitches, they so damn messy
I want to motivate them niggas but I got them jealous
Lil nigga I got big racks
I be flexing, wondering why I ain't got no six pack
All this flexin', I deserve to have a six pack
I stay finessing, break a nigga like a Kit-Kat
I stay finessing, break a nigga like a Kit-Kat
Lil nigga I got big bank
I was 'bout to eat that pussy but that shit stank
Girl I want to eat your pussy but I just can't
Smoking medicate help me meditate
You was so wack, I don't wanna hear your mixtape
His diamonds so wet, he got it out the fish tank
I swear all I do is crank like I never think
I don't think I just crank, I don't hesitate
Gave It All I Got lyrics - Kodak Black
In my own bubble nigga, had to clear my circle up
Cause wasn't nobody with me when I was piped out in the box
Kodak Black, I'm the truth man
This another one
In my own bubble nigga, had to clear my circle up
Cause wasn't nobody with me when I was piped out in the box
Grab them one for ones and end up goin' double par
You would think a nigga homeless, man he stay on the block
Remember we were homeless, man I stay tryna plot
I was going up top and hiding pieces in my socks
Find another route, and I turned it up a notch
Had to quit half steppin', had to give it all I got
Fuck the FPL, bitch we buckin' all the power
I been doing well since I bumped into that power
Yeah them niggas straight, but ain't no nigga like a nigga from Broward
Running out of mollies so I laced her up with powder
Young nigga, I just wanna lay low and chill
Hoe don't call me Kodak thought I told you call me Bill
You know a nigga clutching got to keep that thang concealed
Nigga what's the point of doing it if you ain't gon do that shit for real?
Damn man, I thought Ian Rapport keep it real
Used to fuck with Carlo 'till he showed me what it is
Can't believe Dieuson, looked up to him when I was lil
I ain't even shocked, kinda expected that shit from Khalil
In my own bubble nigga, I had to clear my circle up
Cause wasn't nobody with me when I was piped out in the box
Grab them one for ones and end up goin' double par
You would think a nigga homeless, man he stay on the block
Remember we were homeless, man I stay tryna plot
I was going up top and hiding pieces in my sock
Find another route, and I turned it up a notch
Had to quit half steppin', had to give it all I got
Best believe let it sit too long and it's gon' rot
I seen it comin', once you leave your home we in ya spot
I'm in school, I got a glue stick, filled it up with rock
If I up it, I'mma shoot it, 40 with a cock
40 with a dick, yeah, extendo on my Glock
Cash for gold I use to catch a city bus way to the swap
I done growed up, young nigga 18
Mondo let me hold a 9 and that shit there got a beam
Went on a lil mission by myself, only me
Niggas tryna intervene, come between a nigga dream
Lil JackBoy he just call me I'm like "What's up, what you need?"
Even though he straight, I still sent him something for canteen
In my own bubble nigga, I had to clear my circle up
Cause wasn't nobody with me when I was piped out in the box
Grab them one for ones and end up goin' double par
You would think a nigga homeless, man he stay on the block
Remember we were homeless, man I stay tryna plot
I was going up top and hiding pieces in my sock
Find another route, and I turned it up a notch
Had to quit half steppin', had to give it all I got
Too Many Years lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. PnB Rock)
[Hook - PnB Rock:]
I done gave the jails too many years
Years that I won't get back
And I swear I done shed too many tears
For niggas that I won't get back
Yeah I got niggas in the graveyard, niggas in the state yards
I swear not a day goes by
That I don't think about the times
I wish that I could rewind
[Hook - PnB Rock:]
'Cause I done gave the jails too many years
Years that I won't get back
And I swear I done shed too many tears
For niggas that I won't get back
Yeah I got niggas in the graveyard, niggas in the state yards
I swear not a day goes by
That I don't think about the times
I wish that I could rewind
[Verse 1 - Kodak Black:]
I told my mama we gon' be fine
So I'm up all night way after sleep time
I'm just thinkin' 'bout Lil Kuda, gave my dog a dime
He put a buckshot in a niggas behind
No daddy so I grew up to the street life
But my son, I'm a keep him in the beehive
Scheming on a heist, I need to change my life
Been geekin' all night, I'm going senile
With two niggas toting three 4-5's
I seen a nigga play gangsta, then he broke now
Lost a lot, lost his mind in the courthouse
I'm on XXL, I'm in New York now
[Hook - PnB Rock:]
I done gave the jails too many years
Years that I won't get back
And I swear I done shed too many tears
For niggas that I won't get back
Yeah I got niggas in the graveyard, niggas in the state yards
I swear not a day goes by
That I don't think about the times
I wish that I could rewind
[Verse 2 - Kodak Black:]
I keep thinkin' 'bout my niggas
I think I need a jigga I would keep on falling victim
Lost up in the system
Miss my brothers and my sisters
Damn I miss my lil one
I know sometimes I be tripping
But I just miss my niggas
I got codeine in my liver
I gave the judge a piece of me
I'm too street for the industry
But I think that's where I need to be
'Cause verbally, mentally, and physically I keep that heat
Me and my brother fit in
We smoking one with PnB
Niggas say they fuck with me
But low-key they be easing me
Bitches don't mean shit to me
People tryna sentence me
How a youngin' posted on the street, gon' call it Sesame
1K 'til the death of me, don't put your life in jeopardy
[Hook - PnB Rock:]
I done gave the jails too many years
Years that I won't get back
And I swear I done shed too many tears
For niggas that I won't get back
Yeah I got niggas in the graveyard, niggas in the state yards
I swear not a day goes by
That I don't think about the times
I wish that I could rewind
Today lyrics - Kodak Black
Sorry, I don't want to sound offensive
But today, I don't want to take no pictures
Today, I'm not Kodak I'm Lil Bill
Today, I don't give a fuck how you feel
And I don't wanna go in front of no crowd
Today, I wanna tote my .40 cal
Sorry, I ain't wanna take your mixtape
Sorry, I forgot it was your b-day
I don't give a fuck about your birthday
You ain't ever tell me happy birthday
Today they gon' read my nigga verdict
Today I might post a Throwback Thursday
She wanna fuck with me because I'm Haitian
And that boy don't fuck with me because I'm Haitian
Fuck the fame, I be in my own lane paper chasin'
Road runnin, gettin' to the money I be drag racin'
I wanna fuck you too girl but I can't
Your boyfriend ain't gon' play my songs again
Well fuck it, you ain't gotta be a fan
Nigga is you a groupie or my friend?
Fuck your daughter, I ain't comin to her party
Imma be there Kodak boppin, acting rowdy
I don't think you want me at her party, I might lace the birthday cake with molly
I'm in the mall, don't talk to me I'm shoppin'
Baby girl, your MCM be flockin'
Sorry, I don't mean to disrespect him
But nigga, I ain't come to hear no lectures
Sorry, I don't want to sound offensive
But today, I don't want to take no pictures
Today, I'm not Kodak I'm Lil Bill
Today, I don't give a fuck how you feel
And I don't wanna go in front of no crowd
Today, I wanna tote my .40 cal
Sorry, I ain't wanna take your mixtape
Sorry, I forgot it was your bday
I don't give a fuck about your birthday
You ain't ever tell me happy birthday
Today they gon' read my nigga verdict
Today I might post a Throwback Thursday
Purp lyrics - Kodak Black
Oh, my bad, I thought that was a freebie
Skrt-Skrt, then I skeet-skeet
See me when you see me
I'm tryna keep everybody happy but I just end up hurt
And Lord knows that I'm blessed but sometimes I feel cursed
Took Wayne Head off this earth, then put him in the dirt
Took Cheezy Purp off this earth just to put him on a shirt
And when that .40 burst that shit like firework
So why they call you Kodak Black? You smokin' purp
I get right in that skirt and then she squirt, squirt
I jump right in that coupe and then I skrt, skrt
Look, I ain't finna fall for anything, I know my worth
And I ain't finna let you ride my wave because I don't surf
It'll go down any second, you better stay alert
I'ma eat that pussy for breakfast, save room for dessert
I woke up and straight applied pressure out the gate
Nigga, you can't walk a mile in my size 8's
I'm tryna understand why all these niggas hate?
Because I be in my own lane, I'm tryna motivate
I wish I could hold .20 in my .38
But round here we ride 30's fuck them 28's
I'm tryna keep everybody happy but I just end up hurt
And Lord knows that I'm blessed but sometimes I feel cursed
Took Wayne Head off this earth, then put him in the dirt
Took Cheezy Purp off this earth just to put him on a shirt
And when that .40 burst that shit like firework
So why they call you Kodak Black? You smokin' purp
I get right in that skirt and then she squirt, squirt
I jump right in that coupe and then I skrt, skrt
They say them youngings take something real quick
Lil' nigga I be thuggin, quick to scheme some shit
Baby jump on my dick, I'll run in your shit
I will jump in your shit
I will go in your shit
And now I'm understanding all them people phony
But I can't believe my people put them people on me
I'm geekin', I ain't going to sleep I'm on a monkey
Leave me alone, I'm rollin'
Leave me alone, I'm rollin'
My nigga kick your door in, love to kick a door in
I don't wanna go back to scopin', wanna go back to pokin'
I guess I gotta pay for all the shit I did
I guess I can't forget that I was hitting licks
I jumped straight to size seven, I skipped size six
I'm tryna get up out the 'jects, I can't stay out this shit
Gotta stay out this shit
Gotta stay out the mix
I'm tryna keep everybody happy but I just end up hurt
And Lord knows that I'm blessed but sometimes I feel cursed
Took Wayne Head off this earth, then put him in the dirt
Took Cheezy Purp off this earth just to put him on a shirt
And when that .40 burst that shit like firework
So why they call you Kodak Black? You smokin' purp
I get right in that skirt and then she squirt, squirt
I jump right in that coupe and then I skrt, skrt
Young Prodigy lyrics - Kodak Black
[Intro - Kodak Black:]
Aye, aye
Out here you gonna eat or starve, man
I'm a need what's on your plate, gimme that
Everything 1K over here
I'm hungry
Aye, look
[Verse 1 - Kodak Black:]
Royalty can't buy you loyalty
Tell me, if I lose everything
Would you be over me?
I'm a tell you like they told me
This fame it ain't immortally
I ain't finna go switch oversea
Ain't no money controlling me
Black boy gave me a throwaway
I kept that shit, I ain't throw it away
Ten bands for the Jaguar
When I wrecked that shit, I remember that day
Been up, I been on my back
Now I'm up like an insomniac
Remember I made my first stack
When Wally had that Pontiac
Went to jail and I came back
Went through hell and I came back
Was in my cell, recreating myself
I died, and then I came back
Wondering where my partners at
Ain't write me and I acknowledge that
Snoop had me selling powder bags
He ain't even give me a dollar back
Later on, started sneaking shit in my pocket like it's contraband
Finessin' had me lookin' back at my profit, I had seven bands
Me, Mark, Greg, Tracy went up the road, hit for eleven bands
Project Baby, taliban
It's Kodak, run and tell a friend
It's for my mama, she love me
She just want the best for me
Told me I should be in the booth instead of posted up on the ugly
Was in the club on that Hennessy
Now you see me sippin' bubbly
All the stripper hoes on me
I ain't even gotta throw money
I ain't even gotta throw money
[Hook x2 - Kodak Black:]
I'm a young prodigy
Now my plate filet mignon
No more collard greens
Doctor told me, "eat my veggies"
I'm smokin' broccoli
If you wasn't in the trenches with me
You can't rock with me
[Verse 2 - Kodak Black:]
I was cheatin' on my girlfriend
I fell in love with finesse
Now I'm married to the money, catch me stuntin' on my ex
Call it Smackdown, hit your bitch with the triple X
Need a Gatorade break, they caught me running up a check
Ever since a youngin' I been runnin' up the guap
Coulda ran track, but I was busy runnin' from the cops
I'm a young Haitian
VVSes in my watch like a Dalmatian
Bitch I got one hundred and one spots
Remember playing Lego, now I'm really on the blocks
Smoking loud, got my eyes so low I look like Fetty Wap
Jumpin' out ya window like Jeff Hardy
I'm a dirty nigga, boy, I got your bitch turnt up on molly
[Hook x2 - Kodak Black:]
I'm a young prodigy
Now my plate filet mignon
No more collard greens
Doctor told me, "eat my veggies"
I'm smokin' broccoli
If you wasn't in the trenches with me
You can't rock with me
30 lyrics - Kodak Black
Baby girl I got 3 dicks
Fuck with me, I got 3 dicks
30 bitches, I got 30 clips
I got 30 inches on my car, I just made 30 drops
30 shots in my Glock, 30 golds in my mouth
You can call me leprechaun, throw the gold in the pot
Dish soap in the pot, 30 bands for a drop
Need somewhere to hide that guap, think I need another spot
30 down, straight drop, dirty tan, get rocked
Love the way that 30 pop, Stephen Curry with the shot
16 I open shop, then the people kicked us out
I ain't with that shit, I swear to god
I'm on that shit, I swear to god
And really this a 40
But my 40 hold 30
Met a cougar bitch, she 30
She heard a nigga putting that work in
Ho I'm just sliding, I ain't serving
I be gliding, I be swerving
Keep these niggas out my face, so concerning
I be sniping and deserting
Skrt skrt, I be leaning when I'm turning
All my pieces working, got me splurging
I got 30 inches on my car, I just made 30 drops
30 shots in my Glock, 30 golds in my mouth
You can call me leprechaun, throw the gold in the pot
Dish soap in the pot, 30 bands for a drop
Need somewhere to hide that guap, think I need another spot
30 down, straight drop, dirty tan, get rocked
Love the way that 30 pop, Stephen Curry with the shot
16 I open shop, then the people kicked us out
Rest in peace to my grandpa, he had 30 jits
I'm not a killer, but where the beat? I wanna murder it
This a drought, it ain't no work, this shit been working bih
So I'm lurkin' bih, I'm 'bout to go on a burglary
Them people playing at my bank, they think I'm doing scams
Nigga drop the 28, he lost seven grams
Blackin' P's every day like I'm Will.I.am
Heard you niggas was looking for me well here I am!
Keep these niggas out my face, so concerning
I be sniping and deserting
Skrt skrt, I be leaning when I'm turning
All my pieces working, got me splurging
I got 30 inches on my car, I just made 30 drops
30 shots in my Glock, 30 golds in my mouth
You can call me leprechaun, throw the gold in the pot
Dish soap in the pot, 30 bands for a drop
Need somewhere to hide that guap, think I need another spot
30 down, straight drop, dirty tan, get rocked
Love the way that 30 pop, Stephen Curry with the shot
16 I open shop, then the people kicked us out
Letter lyrics - Kodak Black
Nah
What they did right there
Nah, let me see that
(Nah, that's just...)
Who that from, right there?
Yahhh, my nigga!
That real
Just got a letter from my nigga
I grabbed the top and I ripped it
Two pages front and back
I read them and started grinnin'
Wonderin' how I'm doin'
He like, "Lil bruh, how you feelin'?"
Told me shit ain't the same without me, the streets miss me
He hate the situation I'm in, he say I'm trippin'
Just got out of the county, they tried to send him to prison
Just talked to his P.O. and he still facin' a sentence
While he was writin', he was blowin' kush and drinkin' Remy
He lookin' at my pictures right now, he in his feelins'
Just tryna bounce back, but other than that he chillin'
Tellin' me how his dog went down and went to snitchin'
Damn, that shit crazy cause we in the same position
Say he remember them times goin' on them missions
Say he for real, he really do, he reminiscin'
He out there making moves, then get caught up with the swivelin'
Everything going smooth and you just get caught slippin'
This shit a lesson for you breh, just pay attention
When you get out, Kodak, stay focused and keep spittin'
Bruh, you remember that hoe you was fuckin' with, Lil Vicky?
Man, I hear she fuck with some nigga from Khia City
When you think about it, I ain't seen you in a minute
I hope when I get out we could ride around the city
I'm in Tallahassee right now, I'm with Lil Ricky
I'm tryna stumble across a little play, I'm just livin'
Just do your time and don't be worried about these bitches
I'm here for you, anything you need, breh, just hit me
Your brother just told me you hopped on a plea for three
But everybody sayin' you caught eleven years, G
I'm doin' good nigga, how about you?
I had to send a kite cause that's what real niggas do
You my lil nigga forever, just keep your head up
And write me back ASAP, soon as you get this letter
Blood Sweat Tears Revenge lyrics - Kodak Black
[Intro:]
Damn...
It's like, it's like once a nigga got in this lil situation everybody stop fucking with me, dawg
They throwin' salt on my name
Shit cray
I'm stayin' down though
I'm stayin' solid I be back out there soon
[Verse 1:]
Since a young nigga, nobody couldn't tell me shit
It's Lil Kodak, Project baby coming straight out the bricks
Section 8, where everyone here living off W.I.C
If you lookin' for me, I'm somewhere hittin' a lick
In a rental car, I'm somewhere taking a trip
Keep my head on a swivel, out here you gotta be swift
Lord this is my last trip, forgive me for my sins
On my lonely, road runnin, tryna get to them bands
I done shook back, I'm right back at it again
Puttin' them crosses on the window now I'm gone in the wind
In this life that I live, I learned a lot about friends
And how they just like these bitches because all they do is pretend
Hoes will wanna ride for you if you got your money right
Do anything for you, suck your dick all night
They say they love you forever
They say they with you for life
Soon as shit go sour, them hoe catchin' a flight
I remember those days when I was heated them nights
Cause all I wanted was my people to send me a kite
I done bounced right back, they can't believe they eyes
Everybody tellin' lies say ya boy caught a dime
[Verse 2:]
They say we don't fuck with Kodak no more
He done went ghost
We ain't listening to his songs no more, he done fell off
He like another average Joe, like I ain't gonna blow
They talkin' bout me like a hoe they talkin' down on me
Tellin' lies on me, say I caught 11 years
I done lost a lot of friends, shed plenty tears
Could've hung me by my throat and cut my fucking ears
Stay solid, had to do my bid, now I'm here
Road runnin' for that money, we in Chesterfield
You know they say shit real when you in the field
Had to get it how I live, that's just what it is
Tried to put my nigga on, but he fucking squealed
I remember those nights geekin' off a pill
I was real lil with my body full of pills
That lil Haitian out his mind toting big steel
Look at him he pourin' molly in the Zephyrhills
From The Ugly lyrics - Kodak Black
I'm from the ugly corner where we do a nigga nasty
Everybody toting straps, everybody trapping
Jit just jump up off the porch now he making it happen
This for all my young niggas up the road snapping
Big wheels, big bills, big automatics
All a nigga wanna do is ball like the mavericks
I could get a Rolls Royce if i keep snapping
Dope boys, wrap the slabs in the plastic
How you came up off of these DP-baggies?
How you get that jag I see you whipping out in traffic
That lil nigga so scrap call him lil scrappy
How you get more money than your damn daddy
Nigga how you fit that whole thing in your jacket
Me and Jackboy we be scheming we be carjacking
Looking for me, catch me creeping midnight with that ratchet
I just linked up with more wheezy in the back alley
I'm from the ugly corner where we do a nigga nasty
Everybody toting straps, everybody trapping
Jit just jump up off the porch now he making it happen
This for all my young niggas up the road snapping
Big wheels, big bills, big automatics
All a nigga wanna do is ball like the mavericks
I could get a Rolls Royce if i keep snapping
Dope boys, wrap the slabs in the plastic
All this money I be making I can't even stash it
And them niggas they be hating and they wanna have it
You gonna' have to come and take it I won't let you have it
Niggas try to come and take it ima' let them have it
Grinding on my mommas porch with my brother mazny
Everybody wit me ready and they bout that action
Why you think they call me Kodak? 'cuz I stay flashing
Why you think nobody like you 'cuz you stay flagging
If i stay consistent with it I can buy an Aston
I got shawty booted up she giving me daffy
Power high fuckin with me, he makin me happy
I just bought a new strap, I'm ready to blast it
Everybody in here with me straight bop-whacking
I can make a millie in my reebok classics
I forgot to bring the poker but I brought the flathead
Bout to make the bands drop, straight pop magic
I'm from the ugly corner where we do a nigga nasty
Everybody toting straps, everybody trapping
Jit just jump up off the porch now he making it happen
This for all my young niggas up the road snapping
Big wheels, big bills, big automatics
All a nigga wanna do is ball like the mavericks
I could get a Rolls Royce if i keep snapping
Dope boys, wrap the slabs in the plastic
Rock Bottom lyrics - Kodak Black
[Hook:]
I just want the money
Cause I heard the money bring you power
Now a nigga on top
I remember I hit rock bottom
I don't wanna be yo friend
I already know you niggas sour
Hoe that ain't my DNA
I already know I ain't the father
Lil' kids look up to me like I'm they father (Like I'm they daddy)
Run up on me like "Kodak give me a dollar" (I give them five dollars)
Girl when I first met you,you was smaller (Girl you was so small)
Since I start hittin' it's like that booty gettin' larger
I just touchdown on yo' ass, feel like Tiki Barber
Now a nigga wearing Hugo boss remember when it startle (When it startle)
I just picked a pack up like Brett Faro (Like Brett Faro)
I just want to buy my mom a car (My mom a Bentley)
Stop right there girl we can't go no father (Baby stop it)
No not Listerine but shawty love to gargle (No not mouth wash)
Look cool nigga, but I'm hot like lava (Hot like lava)
Swimming in the money I need goggles (Swimming in the money)
[Hook:]
I just want the money
Cause I heard the money bring you power
Now a nigga on top
I remember I hit rock bottom
I don't wanna be yo friend
I already know you niggas sour
Hoe that ain't my DNA
I already know I ain't the father
I already know about you lil homie
I just checked your resume boy you a phony
Oh my god I hope that ain't the police
Cuz I got a 30 clip on me
Don't be calling me about your hoes
I don't want your girl I got my own
Girl stop calling my phone I'm getting money
I'm so geeked up I'm paper junkie
McDonalds bitch I love it
You broke as a joke lil boy you fronting
Looking for me I be on the ugly
In the projects right on 1800
[Hook:]
I just want the money
Cause I heard the money bring you power
Now a nigga on top
I remember I hit rock bottom
I don't wanna be yo friend
I already know you niggas sour
Hoe that ain't my DNA
I already know I ain't the father
HollyHood lyrics - Kodak Black
[Hook:]
Fuck the industry, I'm in the streets
I ain't never been to Hollywood
I'm not Hollywood, I'm Hollyhood
I don't wanna go to Hollywood
I got kicked out of elementary
Started rapping, making melodies
Listening to beats on my MP3
Now my video on MTV
I got the BB gun in my bag
Brought the BB gun in my class
Call my mama and she sounded mad
Said when I get home, she gon' whoop my ass
I just dropped me off for 50 packs
I'm the youngest nigga in the trap
I'm the youngest nigga with that sack
Fuck your plug, I got that sack
[Hook:]
Fuck the industry, I'm in the streets
I ain't never been to Hollywood
I'm not Hollywood, I'm Hollyhood
I don't wanna go to Hollywood
I should have been a president
Young nigga with plenty sense
I teach you little nigga plenty shit
All these games, they ain't selling it
All this gas, should've been selling it
Lately I've been really out of my element
These niggas be snitching, them crackers really having no evidence
And I ain't even sick so why the hell am I sipping on medicine
Might get deported cause I be working like a Mexican
I could make a little power move man you been broke ever since
Dropped out of school, run around finessin' shit
Running with some reckless ass lil niggas, we be wrecking shit
[Hook:]
Fuck the industry, I'm in the streets
I ain't never been to Hollywood
I'm not Hollywood, I'm Hollyhood
I don't wanna go to Hollywood
Boss My Life Up lyrics - Kodak Black
See, you gotta go against all odds, you know?
Boss your life up
[Hook:]
I had to run a check up, I had to boss my life up
Like, where I get these bands from?
Like, where I get that ice from?
I stayed down long enough, and then I came right up
What else you think a nigga used to stay up all night for?
What else you think a nigga used to stay out sellin' white for?
I'm in love with the guap, while lil momma think I like her
See, Imma drink on pipe, lil momma damn, she got nice butt
Then you can come and tie lil momma down, you could wife her
If you got them bands, then she might fuck
I'm in Fort Myers with G once sellin' white stuff
I had to hit that lick, it's a gamble everyday
I here you gotta take a risk
How else you think I wrapped the Cuban link around my wrist?
Now I'm bendin' corners, like I got forgis on my whip
Cashed out, nigga, I've been racked up ever since
Movin' short on them bills, now I pay my momma rent
Remember sellin' dope to my next door neighbor then
Knock, knock, ain't nobody home we breakin' in
[Hook:]
I had to run a check up, I had to boss my life up
Like, where I get these bands from?
Like, where I get that ice from?
I stayed down long enough, and then I came right up
What else you think a nigga used to stay up all night for?
What else you think a nigga used to stay out sellin' white for?
I'm in love with the guap, while lil momma think I like her
Boss my life up, it wasn't nothin' else to do
You should try it too, you should run a trial too
I'm tryna make it out, you could be successful too
Ain't tryna make it out? Then sorry I can't hang with you
Girl I can't hang with you, lil homie I can't mess with you
I'm bout my cheddar, you should go get you some cheddar too
Go get you a check or two, that what you better do
So you can free yourself a lil bit, when you steppin' through
I had to boss up, I had to cut some people off
To be the boss, you gotta learn how to take a loss
Bible on the dash, road runnin' with the cross
Goin' up top, touch down like we the boss
[Hook:]
I had to run a check up, I had to boss my life up
Like, where I get these bands from?
Like, where I get that ice from?
I stayed down long enough, and then I came right up
What else you think a nigga used to stay up all night for?
What else you think a nigga used to stay out sellin' white for?
I'm in love with the guap, while lil momma think I like her
Shit On Me lyrics - Kodak Black
Kodak why you strapped like that
Why you act like that
Cause I got it by myself
[Hook:]
Lil' Shorty got that shit in his pants(Lil Shorty got that shit)
40 with the dick at the end(40 with the Dick)
They know I keep that shit on me(They know I keep that shit on me)
No they won't hit no lick on me(No they won't hit no lick on me)
Come here break yo neck for me baby(Come here break yo neck)
Come here sign a check for me baby(Come here sign a check)
She gone take a risk for me(She gone take a risk)
I think this the bitch for me(She might be my bitch)
I just went up top like elavators
About to come back down with 20 Gs
I be sippin' Codein kickin' flavor
I got baby bottles full of lean
Girl you be on my dick
I think its the Cuban on my wrist
Got her goin through the bank line
Now im sliding in the audi a5
Free Lil Code doin that time
Freeman with the stick he doin' fed time
I'm ballin like the Knicks
I remember I was sellin' nicks
Smokin gas but your whip on E
She find out you a lame now your bitch on me
Watch out I'm bouta blow
Got niggas locked up eating Sloppy Joe
[Hook;]
Lil' Shorty got that shit in his pants(Lil Shorty got that shit)
40 with the dick at the end(40 with the Dick)
They know I keep that shit on me(They know I keep that shit on me)
No they won't hit no lick on me(No they won't hit no lick on me)
Come here break yo neck for me baby(Come here break yo neck)
Come here sign a check for me baby(Come here sign a check)
She gone take a risk for me(She gone take a risk)
I think this the bitch for me(She might be my bitch)
Hoe you can't get this dick for free
Fuck a bodyguard, I got that shit on me
That money got me geeked
I'm in Miami runnin with my heat
Ratatouille boy I'm comin' for my cheese
Thought it was Thanksgiving how I stuffed it in my jeans
In science class high as hell
I'm floatin off that loud I feel like Tinker Bell
Now she dont wanna leave here
Girl you gotta go home you can't sleep here
No cardio Im runnin' up a check
Leave you where you stand my niggas dumpin' on the set
Girl you can't be calling me this late
Lil' Shorty wanna see me everyday
On molly and a double cup
She kisses on me just like Reeses Butter Cup
[Hook:]
Lil' Shorty got that shit in his pants(Lil Shorty got that shit)
40 with the dick at the end(40 with the Dick)
They know I keep that shit on me(They know I keep that shit on me)
No they won't hit no lick on me(No they won't hit no lick on me)
Come here break yo neck for me baby(Come here break yo neck)
Come here sign a check for me baby(Come here sign a check)
She gone take a risk for me(She gone take a risk)
I think this the bitch for me(She might be my bitch)
In Too Deep lyrics - Kodak Black
[Kodak Black (Man's Voice):]
Project baby, I might need some fuckin' simulate
(Due to some violent content, parental discretion is advised)
I'm in too deep, your boy deeper than a rap
Imma just let my soul bleed on the track
Check your resume, and you ain't livin' like that
You the main reason why your dog got wacked
I'm only for the cheese, you a freeze, you a rat
You the main reason why your dog got trapped
Before I ever chase her, I'd rather chase the yacht
Street nigga after paper, I ain't playin', Imma snap
Livin' in denial, juvenile back to back
Hit your high, throw all the cold in a pillow sack
Nigga take your chances, whole lives, shootin' crap
We just hit a lick for ten bands, it's a wrap
I'm a section A, Taylor band with the strap
Molly Santan, beat sandin' in my cap
Yeah I could pass the weed, but I ain't pass the FCAT
And probably playin' sleep, cuz I ain't tryna text back
They found the contraband in my Mac
I had to sneak a pen in my cell to write a rap
I'm extortin' niggas, want dinner and snack
Told em' Imma split em' if I see em' eat that
I'm vibin' in the booth, I just kick my feet back
She ride me in the coupe, had to push my seat back
I watched my dog shape back, just to relapse
I'm blowin' on OG, you smokin' green crack
I just got a slow leak in my tree rap
That head got me knockin' up, call her beeswax
Better keep your Smith and Wesson, you might need that
357, E told me "keep that"
Keep your boy well protected like a knee cap
Knock, knock, bang, bang, where the cheese at?
Glock pop, bang, bang, where your keys at?
Don't you say a damn thing, and I mean that
Ran 'cross the power after cool got snatched
I was on the I, when the coupe caught a flat
That's the same night when SuWu shot black
I wasn't even there to tell you if we shot back
[Gun Shot]
Heart lyrics - Kodak Black
Ain't no pussy in my heart
Never ever ever been
All loyal in my heart
[Hook:]
That loyalty it took that to the heart (To the heart)
These niggas don't know how to play they part (Play yo part)
Never been no pussy in my heart (in my heart)
I always kept it real from the start (from the start)
I should've never gave that hoe my heart
I gave her my heart, she playin' with my heart (bitch give me back my heart)
And if I see her, I might catch a charge (nigga give me back my heart)
I might shoot that bitch right in her heart
Damn I got to run here go the narcs
Sniper gang, I hit you wit a dart
I don't do no pillow talkin' that ain't in my heart
I was playin' round wit that poker, you was playin' round in the park
I ain't waitin' for tomorrow, kept it real since day one
Like I exercise, me and jack been down from the jump
I ain't brawlin' man, I ain't got no time tryna thump
Ima garbage man nigga if I see you ima dump
That loyalty will get you outta thangs when you stuck
Around here it's always shit that wana get you plucked
I ain't nothin' like these niggas, where the hell these niggas from
I ain't fuckin' wit these niggas, they'll tell on they son
[Hook:]
That loyalty it took that to the heart
These niggas don't know how to play they part
It Never been no pussy in my heart
I always kept it real from the start
I should've never gave that hoe my heart
I gave her my heart, she playin' with my heart
And if I see her, I might catch a charge
I might shoot that bitch right in her heart
If I see her, I might shoot the bitch
I should've treated her like any other goofy chick
I keep my heart pumpin blood, never koolaid
I'm up before the sun, ain't been sleep in 2 days
I told her my name Kodak, she said oh like blu-ray
All these niggas tryna follow me, I went a new way
That loyalty get you a long way
An I ain't never switch, ain't never threw shade
These niggas don't know how to play they role
They act like paper, all they do is fold
These streets ain't for lil kids, get out the road
That loyalty more valuable than gold
[Hook:]
That loyalty it took that to the heart
These niggas don't know how to play they part
Never been no pussy in my heart
I always kept it real from the start
I should've never gave that hoe my heart
I gave her my heart, she playin' with my heart
And if I see her, I might catch a charge
I might shoot that bitch right in her heart
If You Ain't Ridin lyrics - Kodak Black
[Hook:]
If you ain't ridin, don't even act like you ridin
Cause I ain't tryna be out here wastin' my time
Keep it real, don't leave me in the blind
Cause I ain't tryna be out here thinkin you mine
Don't be having me out here thinkin you ridin
If I can't call on you, stop bangin' my line
Ion want nobody to be feedin' me lies
Cause Ion even be like to swallow my pride
Free lil kooda, he walk round with that 9
Free Lil kooda man they gave him a dime
I like when you suck my dick while I drive
But let a nigga know is you really gon' ride
Is you really gone ride, even if they flat all our tires
Be hoppin cars and hotwires, till we get a brand new s5
I still fuck wit lil Robert he knew me since I was 5
Ain't even lookin at yo ass, I got my eyes on the prize
You ain't got lie to kick it, you can leave you can stay
And whoever told you that I needed you anyway
I ain't talkin bout no sue, I'll call a whole new case
I just wrote my nigga Cool like let me know if you straight
You be actin like you real but you know damn well you fake
I'm just thinkin bout lil jackboy it's his birthday today
I might caught a q8 we just got a new place
I keep my heart pumpin blood, all you lil niggas koolaid
[Hook:]
If you ain't ridin, don't even act like you ridin
Cause I ain't tryna be out here wastin' my time
Keep it real, don't leave me in the blind
Cause I ain't tryna be out here thinkin you mine
Don't be having me out here thinkin you ridin
If I can't call on you, stop bangin' my line
Ion want nobody to be feedin' me lies
Cause Ion even be like to swallow my pride
Keep it real with me, don't know why you lyin
You out here thuggin but you scared to do time
I kept it real with you, I never been slime
They don't know how I stayed up on the grind
What I had to do to survive cause all they see is the shine
They don't see these bags under my eyes, they see the paint on my ride
When I was down bad on my lonely, where was you were you there
When i was lost and i was lonely, where were you, did you care?
Don't be having me out here thinkin you for me when you there
You would hate to see me win, i know you want me to fail
Went to school got expelled, jumped off the porch i was 12
I ain't goin back to jail, no more thuggin I swear
You want loyalty but you ain't even loyal yourself
You a clown, you went down fuckin told on yoself
That's why my circle so tight, cause ion fuck wit you squares
Those cold nights in that cell, where were you was you there
[Hook:]
If you ain't ridin, don't even act like you ridin
Cause I ain't tryna be out here wastin' my time
Keep it real, don't leave me in the blind
Cause I ain't tryna be out here thinkin you mine
Don't be having me out here thinkin you ridin
If I can't call on you, stop bangin' my line
Ion want nobody to be feedin' me lies
Cause Ion even be like to swallow my pride
I.M.Y (Miss You) lyrics - Kodak Black
Damn girl, You so fine, I had missed you
I thought I was never gon see you, nah
Shit crazy
At times I thought a nigga wouldn’t ever see ya
But now I'm back out here and I won’t ever leave ya
I was wilin' with my strap, I was totin' ninas
You know I pull up in the jag I want you in a bimmer
Tell my momma you my one and only girl I need ya
Tell my baby, you my lady, I just wanna please ya
I be pullin' on yo hair when I be stroking deeper
I know you don’t like that smell when I be smoking reefer
You my favorite alphabet, they just wanna be ya
I remember poppin' checks, runnin’ up the meter
I can take you to a place you thought you'd never go
I can do some things for you, you thought impossible
Man sometimes I just be thinkin' I won't ever make it
Cause I be goin' thru a lot of situations
I'ma keep it real with you, girl I'm infatuated
I'ma show you that I love you I will never fake it
I remember drinking lean, living like the matrix
I always see you in my dreams, I love to see you naked
Girl you know I'm from the streets, yeah I'm a project baby
Wonderin’ would you stay with me if I don’t ever make it
[Hook:]
Girl I miss you, I love ya
And I can't wait to touch ya
Girl you know that I just wanna kiss you and hug ya
Hold me down when I’m gone, I got in a lil trouble
But one day I be home and together we gon' bubble
I'm forever your lil hustler
You so bad I don't want to see you fuckin' with no busta
To see your face again It got me captivated
Keep it real with me what you been doing lately
I need a jump right in that pussy, I feel like a virgin
After you drop that neck I'm gonna drop some verses
I ain't seen you in so long it got me feelin’ nervous
I’m sorry for leaving you, ain’t do that shit on purpose
[Hook:]
Girl I miss you, I love ya
And I can't wait to touch ya
Girl you know that I just wanna kiss you and hug ya
Hold me down when I’m gone, I got in a lil trouble
But one day I be home and together we gon' bubble
Institution lyrics - Kodak Black
Institution baby girl what it is
How you doing
Send me a kite
You keep a nigga grinding
I'm missing you, I'm like what you doing?
What you getting into baby who you screwing?
I'm missing you, I'm like what you doing?
Trying to get to you but I'm in institution
I'm in institution
Trying to get to you but I'm in institution
I got to write you a kite, I got to keep it real
I don't know when I'm coming home, that's how I really feel
I know its getting to you bad probably shedding tears
You hearing rumors they saying I caught 11 years
I hope you understand it's the life I live
And this what come with a street nigga, girl that's what it is
I'm in this situation but could you love me still?
Cause I won't change on you even if I get a record deal
I'm a rip my heart out my chest, I'm a put it in this envelope
They got me way in Virginia with these Virginia folks
Without my momma and my brothers, girl you all I got
Could you send me some pictures cause that would mean a lot
I'm wondering what you doing and where the hell you at
And when I do get back, hope you still where I left you at
And if they send me to jail can you send me a pack?
I'm in here writing raps, I'm in here getting fat
But one day I'll be back, they can't hold me forever
Okay now write me back, I'm waiting on your letter
I'm missing you, I'm like what you doing?
What you getting into baby who you screwing?
I'm missing you, I'm like what you doing?
Trying to get to you but I'm in institution
I'm in institution
Trying to get to you but I'm in institution
If I wasn't paper chasing I'd probably never leave ya side
Institution
Shake Back lyrics - Kodak Black
[Hook:]
I'm not a idol, you can have the fame back
I don't wanna hear your music, boy you can't rap
Girl, you been on my dick, since I done came back
I sent you a letter, I ain't get a page back
He can't even read but he been slinging crack
You better take your jewelry, get your chain snatched
I'm tryna slow down, tryna lay back
You know that money got me beat, I'm tryna shape back
Pokin' one up that lil Jaguar and lil J Black
I'm bout to wear the colored, fuck a Maybach
Free J Green, they tryna get my A-flat
I went up and I done stayed and called the plane back
If rap don't work, then I'm back up on that same crap
You can't leave, baby, you gon' find your way back
He can't even spell, but he can sell dope
Once you come up from that corner, boy you gettin' low
They been lookin' for the boy, think they tryna scope
They gon' pop it, you can lock it, still gettin' poked
I remember you was ballin', now you dead broke
The last time I seen that nigga, he was smokin' pope
I got nigga locked up, and they losin' hope
I don't do it for the hood, I do it for my folks
The neighbors on us, so we hit the bad up
But now I'm on the radio, no more camera
[Hook:]
I'm not a idol, you can have the fame back
I don't wanna hear your music, boy you can't rap
Girl, you been on my dick, since I done came back
I sent you a letter, I ain't get a page back
He can't even read but he been slinging crack
You better take your jewelry, get your chain snatched
I'm tryna slow down, tryna lay back
You know that money got me beat, I'm tryna shape back
I've been stayin' focused since I came back
But I will still push your top, way back
I got some money, a lil power, and some fame too
I just want the money, but they gave me fame too
You ain't really in the hood, I just came through
In the Audi A4 and the paint blue
They gon' love you now but later they gon' hate you
My lil bitch run games and I call her gameroo
I ain't made the lug, but I break the lug
I was fucked up by that movie, now I'm paid in full
Go hard like go, go, do your thing boo
Get that money, just don't let that shit done change you
Left the high early, I ain't go to school
Young nigga bendin' corners in the old school
I just bought a new strap, no that's not my crew
I keep playin' with it, I might swing it on the noose
[Hook:]
I'm not a idol, you can have the fame back
I don't wanna hear your music, boy you can't rap
Girl, you been on my dick, since I done came back
I sent you a letter, I ain't get a page back
He can't even read but he been slinging crack
You better take your jewelry, get your chain snatched
I'm tryna slow down, tryna lay back
You know that money got me beat, I'm tryna shape back
Deep In These Streets lyrics - Kodak Black
I ain't gone sugarcoat nothing
Imma tell you times when I was up
Imma tell you times when I was struggling
When I was starving for that cash
Say I was money hungry
On my ass down bad
I needed food in my stomach
When I be rapping they love it
But I'm out here snapping like fuck it
Keep my head on a swivel
And keep my mind of that money
I ain't worried bout that fame
I fell in love with the game
She be giving me head
I fell in love with her brain
I got love for my niggas
I know they love me the same
When I was going through my struggle
A couple of them changed
It's okay I'm straight
Cause I can hold up my weight
I was locked up in my cell
Had everything on wait
I'm on 1800 block nigga shouts out the bay
Once the road got bumpy
Niggas went the other way!
Everybody forsake me
Ain't no need for debating
I was showing love to niggas
When I knew they was hating
Is it true or you faking?
I was gone on vacation
Now I'm back off vacation
And I'm like fuck nigga pay me
Gotta think before you speak
Cause you don't know what you saying
Started of with a baby
Now I'm riding on daytons
I can't lose I'm just gaining
Once you sleeping I'm waking
You know I love 38s
But I still tote the 380
I'm a project baby
I'm tryna hit the suburbs
I'm tired of looking over my shoulder
Posted up on the curb
Posted up tryna serve
You wasn't there
You just heard
I be going with the flow
I just look back and observe
Got a trick up my sleeves
I got a lick for them D's
Got your bitch on her knees
She suck my dick with no teeth
I say Mamma I can't swim
But I'm knee deep in these streets
I'm like fuck the industry
Because I'm deep in these streets
Gospel lyrics - Kodak Black
All attention on me (on me)
Is anybody witnessing the preach? (oh who hear me?)
Louie V linen to the T (oh I'm clean)
Baby I ain't Christian, I'm street (from the street)
Go, go, jump out cha' seat (everybody)
Stepping through, Guiness on my feet (anybody)
Its coming, I can feel it in me (all mighty)
Maybe its the spirit in me (somebody)
I'm spittin', I be gettin' really deep (in my body)
Sinning please, Lord forgive me (forgive me, look)
I wonder, could you even hear me? (could you hear me? Look)
I ain't been gettin' no sleep (no sleep)
My family depending on me (on me)
Addicted to the benjis, I be geeked (I be geekin')
Lately, I been stealing all week (I'm schemin')
Hungry, so I'm stealing just to eat (so I'm schemin')
Even though I steal, I ain't a thief (but I'm schemin')
Shawty keep feeling on me (oh I)
She love me like she worshiping me (It's alright)
She ain't praying, but she on her knees (all mighty)
I'm about to bless her like she sneezed (all mighty)
Together, we Adam and Eve (and Eve)
If I'm blind, help a nigga see (me see)
Cuban link, fitted on me (on me)
Chandelier glistening, on me (on me)
And I pay my tie, each week (my dues)
Damn I'm really feeling the peace (oh I do)
Maybe it's the jigga in me (jiggaboo)
I put my fucking pistol in me (.32)
Oh I'm jiggin
Ooh ooh
Maybe its the jigga
Aye, amazing grace
Come on now [x3]
I never would've made it
Without you [x2]
Get Up lyrics - Kodak Black
Gotta get up, babe
I was on my ass, boy, I say, boy I gotta get up
and make me some money boy, that's all I gotta give boy
For real, when you broke, you a joke
[Hook:]
I was on my ass, said "fuck it, I gotta get up"
Remember I was down bad, funny how the kid up
Had to get my shit up, nigga run that shit up
Aye, pick it up, I'm out here tryna get it up, don't hit me up
It's the project baby, I been out here since the jitter bug
Swiper no swipin', just been runnin' round stealin' stuff
Bitch, you ain't my daddy, fuck the teacher and the principal
A damn shame, I dropped outta school to be a criminal
I'm different from these niggas, ain't nothin' like the typical
And nah, I ain't start that shit, It's just the principle
I ain't got no image, I ain't gotta keep no image up
But you can call me Kodak, she see and she wanna flick it up
I'm in the field, flyin' that D, I'm like the cimena
I'm in your girl, flyin' that D, I'm gettin' physical
Nigga think you fuckin' with me, I'm not feelin' em'
Any nigga run up on me, boy I'm sinnin' em'
[Hook:]
I was on my ass, said "fuck it, I gotta get up"
Remember I was down bad, funny how the kid up
Had to get my shit up, nigga run that shit up
Aye, pick it up, I'm out here tryna get it up, don't hit me up
Bitch, I'm on my grown man, I'm just here for 4 bands
Park the stolo at my neighbor house, they called the tow man
I won't bend, ain't foldin', I won't back down from no man
Scopin' and pokin', they hit the cash for gold man
I was 14, when I met the cash for gold man
See me when you see me, lil buddy, stop the commotion
All that talk you doin' just givin' me free promotion
Nigga, if you ain't gon' use it, then why you totin' it
Remember I was on my dick, now I let my nuts hang
Trappin' off my Que Sera, it's the busta bus thing
Early in the mornin', she callin' me, tryna complain
I told her "ain't no love goin' on, it's just a fuck thing"
[Hook:]
I was on my ass, said "fuck it, I gotta get up"
Remember I was down bad, funny how the kid up
Had to get my shit up, nigga run that shit up
Aye, pick it up, I'm out here tryna get it up, don't hit me up
For real bitch
Hell yeah
Wrist band
Haa
Get that shit up
Run that shit up
They didn't
Fed Up lyrics - Kodak Black
with my niggas switchin' sides
I'm so fed up with these bitches and the lies
I'm so fed up you see the anger in my eyes
I'm so fed up with being sick and tired
I'm so fed up somebody might die
I'm so fed up with these niggas in disguise
I keep my head up cause I'm too strong to cry
I'm so fed up that I wish that I could fly
I just asked my homie could he help me bounce back
Shit so fucked up he ain't even hit me back
Everything good right now but I was on my back
I'm good though I just had to see if ya had my back
Fam just caught a charge and he took the time and rolled
T-Bird went down, he bitched out and told
[?] caught an L and that pressure made him fold
How come street niggas ain't livin' by the code?
I'm so iced out fucked around and caught a cold
I done ran my bands up I just came from up the road
I'm so fed up of these petty ass hoes
I'm so fed up I'm blowin' kush out my nose
All these bitches want a lil piece of my thang
All these niggas want a lil piece of my fame
I'm so fed up I put codeine in my drank
All this stress I feel stranded in the rain
Got me in the booth I'm rappin' my pain
I'm so fed up it make me wanna sang
I'm so fed up I'm going insane
I'm so fed up I went and copped the chain
Then I copped the bezels, I love the blang blang
And about whatever, I love to bang bang
They so pathetic man you niggas is lame
Ya'll ain't ready man you niggas can't hang
[Hook:]
I'm so fed up with these niggas playin' real
I'm so fed up I just popped me a pill
I don't understand what's goin' on here
My co-defendant went down, fucked around and squealed
I'm so fed up I'm loadin' up my clip
All my life I've been runnin' in the field
I'm so fed up I put diamonds on my ear
I'm so fed up I pulled up in a spill
Sticky 1 lyrics - Sticky 1
Totin', aye
That project baby two, hell yeah
But right now, this that institution
Yeah, for real man
For all that time I was down, man
They said I caught 11 years, man
Fuck that shit, look it, man
I do this shit bad, on the real, nigga
I never seen the work, dawg
Look, this for all that time when I was lost, they left me stranded
See, I don't even do this for myself, this for my family
I made a lot of mistakes, made it off circumstances
That could've ruined my life, I'm bout to sign with Atlantic
Look, God be lookin' out for me, he gave me several chances
I sent him a lot of prayers, he sent me a lot of places
My momma said "Imma make it" told me that it's destined
I put in a lot of work, and now my dreams manifestin'
Project baby, I cultivated, do somethin' amazin'
I pulled up, all that bullshit, I just couldn't take it
I thought it was over for a minute, a bad situation
I was so far away from home, but I just emancipated
I'm just so captivated, that I could be here again
So fascinatin', to see my people again
Swear I tried to leave the streets, but they was pullin' me in
My nigga rolled a statement on me, I thought he was my friend
I can't even pretend
I love to jump on these beats
Tell my fans what I'm feelin' deeply inside of me
This what's inside of me, y'all a big part of me
I'm sorry for leavin' y'all, this my apology
I just hope y'all believe it, got trues and paid dues
But it ain't easy as queasy, it's like I'm here for a reason
I just hit rock bottom, I thought everything was sweet
But many niggas so sour, man
My cousin had me sellin' powder, I was bumpin' em off
We used to bag em up, and keep it all at my momma house
All my niggas out there livin', just keep livin' it up
All my life, in the projects, I was livin' it rough
When I was down and out, ain't nobody really gave a fuck
They ain't really down with you, they only down when you up
I used to be that cafe fit, the full holster in the cut
A young nigga, sixteen, with Remy in my cup
I had to take a Gatorade, braid, ran to these streets
I had to cut my niggas, showin' they were playin' for keeps
That's all a nigga has to tell ya, they were leechin' on me
I ain't even charging them, getting fame for free
When I was in a sticky one, they ain't show no support
Before I learned how to swim, I jumped straight off the porch
We know a nigga from the south, hittin' licks up in north
I used to play ball, but now I'm in a whole other court
I'm married to the game, we ain't never tryna divorce
Fell in love with the game, I gave a bitch intercourse
Oh, you thought this shit was over with? Nigga you crazy
Kodak Black, I bounce back, like a foreigner baby
Boy this ain't no fugaze, run it back, yeah it's true
Ain't none of this no fugaze, what I be spittin' to you
Cuz I just get in the booth
And I be spittin' the truth
How I be spittin' to you, you think I'm missin' a tooth
How I be whippin' the coupe, you think I'm missin' no roof
Catch me playin' with the chick, like cock a doodle doo
I was out there on the jigga, call your boy jiggaboo
I ain't talkin' cereal, but I be gettin' the loop
Ha ha
Hell yeah, man
Kodak, keep movin'
You can do it
This that Institution
Free my nigga Kol
This Life lyrics - Kodak Black
Shit just crazy dawg
You know, when niggas fall victim to the system
Nigga get accustom to the street violence
Damn, I've been fucked up and got caught up in this life (shit deep)
I've been tryin', but I can't get my circle right (niggas crazy)
It's consequences and repercussions when you thuggin' (I'm out here thuggin')
I'm doin' my thing, so now they trippin' all of a sudden (I be trippin' on em)
I ain't trippin', I'm just tryna get this money (I'm just tryna get this money)
Road runnin', state to state, I just been duffin' (I just been duffin')
Yeah, you pretty, but your personality ugly, girl
She gon be up for me, even when I'm strugglin'
My daddy left us, left us at the house with nothin'
But I ain't trippin', I kind of like what I'm becomin'
Once a nigga get a little Fetty, boy, they comin' (you know they comin')
Ready or not, you better be ready, cause they comin' (cause they comin')
Keep it real with yourself, fuck a bitch (fuck a bitch)
You just gotta remain yourself, never switch (never change that)
I'm the last nigga left to do this shit (the only one)
Because it ain't nobody else doin' this shit (the chosen one)
I'm still workin', I ain't perfect, but I'm tryin' (but I'm tryin')
Mama, I don't like to see you when you cryin' (fuck you cryin' for?)
Even though I'm probably the reason why you cryin' (wipe your eyes out)
Cause I be in some shit, majority of the time (we fine though)
Stick and move, and I be maneuverin', and I be swift (swift)
Road runnin', it be hard to catch my trail (hard to catch my trail)
Your life ain't tired, wear the bow, but it's still a gift (it's still a gift)
You can have all the money in the world, you still a bitch (you still a bitch)
Why you out here, flaggin', like you bout that life (he ain't bout that life)
When you want another nigga, black and white (nigga deaf as hell)
I'm just doin' what the fuck I want, cause this my life (cause this my life)
Already got it, I ain't tryna earn no stripes (I ain't tryna earn no stripes)
Now everybody wanna text me, but nobody sent my kite (ain't nobody sent me no fix)
I was livin' in the dark, but I'm just blessed to see the light
You know I hit them with that poker, but I'm special with the mic
I done took so many losses, thought I'd never get it right (get it right)
Dancin' with the devil will have you sittin' up in the cell block
Nigga ain't give me shit, out here gettin' licks, I had to sell rock
All I wanted was my dope boy Reeve, fuck the shell top
No diversity, we just burnin' in a meltin' pot
Young niggas wylin', we just burnin' round here, breakin' out
Everybody know that you get locked up, go to sellin' out
I use to fuck with bruh, I hear he tellin' now
Like Dat lyrics - Kodak Black
Sniper game, Kodak
Cause I got it by myself
Skrrt, skrrt, aye, skrrt, skrrt (skrrt, skrrt)
Free lil Kodak, free lil tap boy
Why you, why you keep that tool like dat?
Why you move like dat? I hit the club 50 deep (aye, aye)
How you get so high like dat?
Why your eyes like dat?
Cause I put molly in my lean (aye, Kodak, Kodak)
Kodak, why you act like dat?
Why you strapped like dat?
Cause I got it by myself (aye, aye)
Nigga, I don't need no pharmacy
I be smokin' broccoli, they say it's good for my health (aye, aye)
I'm from the No, my lil bitch from the Def
I like my money fast, you movin' like a snail
All I smoke is L's, on that paper trail
Can't you tell? I got clientele on my Nextel
I don't need your help, got it on my own
This a million dollar phone, but I ain't got no ring tone (aye, aye, aye)
Kodak, why you keep that thing on you? (aye, aye)
Cause I ain't got no time to play with you
All I do is win, I hate to lose
Got your boo dancin', cause that's what them bands make her do (make her dance)
I'm smokin' broccoli, count this green (count this green, nigga, aye)
I'm on molly, I'm on lean (I put molly in my lean, nigga)
Why you, why you keep that tool like dat?
Why you move like dat? I hit the club 50 deep (with my niggas, aye)
How you get so high like dat?
Why your eyes like dat?
Cause I put molly in my lean (in my lean, aye)
Kodak, why you act like dat?
Why you strapped like dat?
Cause I got it by myself (by myself)
Nigga, I don't need no pharmacy
I be smokin' broccoli, they say it's good for my health (aye, aye, Kodak)
Kodak, why you always in the foreign? (in the foreign car)
Cause if it ain't foreign, then it's borin' (that's a boring car)
I'm chasin' dreams, while you snorin'
Kodak Black, might be yellow, but her favorite color orange (color orange, boy)
Please don't call my phone no more, I'm on tour (bitch, I'm on tour)
Only two can fit, fuck a four door (fuck a four door)
Nigga, this a jag, this is not a Ford (not a Ford)
Polo, to the floor, fuck that Tom Ford (poppin' molly)
Nigga, this a Rollie, fuck that Michael Kors (fuck that shit)
I made her move in slowly, cause I poured a four (I'm on that shit)
Got her on her knees, like "forgive me lord" (fuck that bitch)
I remember pullin' schemes, way in Baltimore (remember I was hittin' licks)
Why you, why you keep that tool like dat?
Why you move like dat? I hit the club 50 deep (with my niggas, aye)
How you get so high like dat?
Why your eyes like dat?
Cause I put molly in my lean (in my lean, aye)
Kodak, why you act like dat?
Why you strapped like dat?
Cause I got it by myself (by myself, aye)
Nigga, I don't need no pharmacy
I be smokin' broccoli, they say it's good for my health (I'm the healthy kid)
Real Nigga Files lyrics - Kodak Black
[Police sirens]
Real nigga files (hell yeah)
Project files (yes sir)
(everything 1k dawg)
Yeah (institution, for real man)
(you gotta stand firm, dawg, you gotta stay solid)
Project baby two, comin' out soon (for real)
(look, Kodak, Kodak)
Aye man, nigga got this lil burden off my back, dawg (for real)
Time to celebrate (weight off a niggas shoulders)
(got my feet back on the ground a lil bit)
Look, I've been in this shit for a lil minute, I'm gettin' lonely now
Constant conversations with my lady, she gon' hold it down
My nigga, he just got out of the gram, he got locked up again
I be feelin' like it's my fault that he right back in
He just wanted a lil money, and I knew a way how
I told him to pack his bags, we goin' out of town
And shit, I knew the best option for us to stay down
But fuck all that, we young niggas, we need it right now, man
Shit get crazy, when you in these types of places
Shit don't even feel the same no more, everybody changin'
It's amazin', when you make it, made it out your situation
And surprise everybody, you should see these niggas faces
I done took a lot of losses
I done caught a lot of cases
Had to cut my nigga off, man I just couldn't shake it
Used to treat him like a brother, but that nigga so shady
I hate it, but this the life of a project baby
I'm here, and I'm plannin' on blowin' this year
Disappear, into spirit, wrist shine like chandelier
They tellin' lies like Pinocchio, they don't even know me though
But they wanna ride for me, they ain't even rode before
Rollin' like a roller-coast, backwood, I'm rollin' dope
Told my future bright, yesterday I read my horoscope
I remember, I was in a jam, they said "it's over for"
Young nigga, addicted to them bands, I'm bout to overdose
Institution, this that project music
Paper chase, on the interstate, stick and movin'
Throwin' rocks at the chain gang
Out here tryna slay Cain
Asked God to forgive a nigga, but I just do the same thing
Cause I'm still on the same shit
And I'm still with the same clique
My girl is still around with me
I'm still with the same bitch
I'm still on the same strip
I'm still on the same corner
Now a young nigga smokin' crip
Remember I used to slanes on em
I get in the booth and spit that fire, I put that flame on you
Rollin' off a monkey girl, come let me put this thing on you
Your niggas ain't your niggas, catch a charge and they gon' sing on you
They gon' turn the state on you
Switch, and put the blame on you
Now you want this head, don't you?
Now you wan't em dead, don't you?
I will pop a chance on em
Could of went fed on em
Back on my feet, my muscle up, it's time to flex on em
If a nigga slippin' with that pack, I go finesse, homie
(finesse homie, finesse homie)
[Police sirens]
Wake N Bake lyrics - Kodak Black
Get a lil Kodak, man
This for all my niggas on the paper chase, man
Do whatever it take to get that cake, man
Ain't no other way tryna hit the street, man
[Hook:]
Look, put me in the game, I'm just tryna make a play
This for all my niggas out here, tryna make it shake
Smokin' purple, every mornin' they gon' wake n bake
Poke in windows, early mornin', call it wake n break
Put me in the game, I'm just tryna make a play
This for all my niggas out here, tryna make it shake
Smokin' purple, every mornin' they gon' wake n bake
Poke in windows, early mornin', call it wake n break
Call it February, how I drop a 28
Put me in the game, coach, so I can make a play
All my people, in the bleacher's, we gon' celebrate
When my homie crossed over, had to fade away
This for everybody, grew up off of section 8
Keep your head up, cause you gon' see a better day
Wake n bake, smokin' purple, buzz like a grape
Wake n pray, pick your winners, then get in your place
Stephen Curry for the guap, 30 to your face
So much money on my mind, I can't even think
You can't even close your eyes, niggas come and take
Watch the niggas you around, don't you even play
Boy, I swear to God, I just caught another case
Tired of makin' momma cry, stressin', losin' weight
Baby, I can't be your hero, I can't save the day
But, I'm superman fly, with my fuckin' cape
[Hook:]
Look, put me in the game, I'm just tryna make a play
This for all my niggas out here, tryna make it shake
Smokin' purple, every mornin' they gon' wake n bake
Poke in windows, early mornin', call it wake n break
Put me in the game, I'm just tryna make a play
This for all my niggas out here, tryna make it shake
Smokin' purple, every mornin' they gon' wake n bake
Poke in windows, early mornin', call it wake n break
All my niggas takin' chances, I know how it go
Wake n break, poke your window, we just pop and go
Playin' with them bands, I ain't talkin' rock n roll
This for all my niggas locked up, eatin' sloppy joes
All my niggas hungry, they say they need a plate
Put me in the game, coach, so I can lead the way
I'm just glad to be here, to see another day
Road runnin', gotta get it, head that other way
I need a meal, but for now, I need a hunnid K
You gon' get it, if you wait, that's what my momma say
I had dreams of bein' a man, since the second grade
While you niggas gettin' pussy, I'm just gettin' paid
Gettin' jacked, boy, car jackin', switchin' lanes
Yeah, we found a chop shop, took it with a day
Came up, off of cash, for gold snatchin' chains
How I'm finna shine, everybody throwin' shade
[Hook:]
Look, put me in the game, I'm just tryna make a play
This for all my niggas out here, tryna make it shake
Smokin' purple, every mornin' they gon' wake n bake
Poke in windows, early mornin', call it wake n break
Put me in the game, I'm just tryna make a play
This for all my niggas out here, tryna make it shake
Smokin' purple, every mornin' they gon' wake n bake
Poke in windows, early mornin', call it wake n break
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