KODAK BLACK ‘BACK FOR EVERYTHİNG’’ ALBUM LYRICS

KODAK BLACK ‘BACK FOR EVERYTHİNG’’ ALBUM LYRICS

"Let Me Know"

 

Yeah

Out of sight, you're out of mind, you're out of luck, it's like nobody even care if you be 'round

Why I fall off with my niggas when I'm up? Why nobody stand up for me when I'm down?

You back in jail and this time they say you stuck, everybody laughin' at you like a clown

Why the only time you hate me when I'm up? And why the only time you love me when I'm down?

Why I lost best new artist to Khalid, 2017?

We all knew that should've been me

But I never hated, I congratulated

Shit, at least I was nominated

But if Cardi B win, then I won too

I do it for the real niggas 'cause I'm one too

The fact I made it out the shit that they be goin' through

Will make 'em feel like if I win, then they won too

Lil' buddy got popped, some niggas in the squad too

And why them niggas turned around and say they know it's you?

Keep it real, why the hell I wanna harm you?

When everything I drop, they said they wanted part two

I heard his Benz got dropped and they went and point you

I'm like, "Man, how the fuck I'm behind bars too?"

And I'm writin' these bars behind bars too

Lookin' at the TV like, "Damn, that could've been all you"

I wanna be front and center at the awards too

I wanna be countin' skrilla and livin' large too

Hoppin' out rentals and switchin' cars too

Sippin' Don P with my niggas and flippin' broads too

I guess I'm too gangster to win a Grammy

And only the gangsters could understand me

Niggas who live by the code, we speak the same language

They love to hear me flow, I speak that shit fluent

Yeah, if I was you, I would've killed me and you knew it

You had a chance and you blew it

Kodak, why you always got pain in your music?

I be feelin' like I gotta sing to get through it

Why these niggas always sound the same in they music?

Rappin' 'bout they money and they chains in they music

Yeah, I be duffin', road runnin', got this rental here from Hertz

I'm conditioned, trained myself to stay authentic and be pure

I'm duffin', road runnin', got this rental here from Hertz

Conditioned, trained myself to stay authentic and be pure

They wanna see me die, wanna see me cry, they wanna see me smirk

Yeah, my nigga died, but it ain't hurt

Yay, I love my nigga baby daddy, ayy

I know he just wanna see me happy, oh

I'm walkin' up out the feds like, "Is you ready?" Yeah

I'm stackin' up all this bread, I made a sandwich, yeah

They wanna see me dead, they wanna see me menaced, yeah

My mama told me, "Baby, keep it steady," yeah

"Stop postin' on the corner like you average," yeah

"You ain't no regular nigga, you got status now"

Wrecked the Porsche, then I pulled up in an Aston, ayy

She keep smokin' dick 'cause she an addict, yeah

I'ma keep her 'round 'cause she got talent, yeah

I came home twenty-one 'cause I'm a savage, yeah

If you ain't tryna keep me, let me live, if you ain't tryna stay, then let me go

Before you let me head in these streets, you should go ahead and let me know

I just want for you to let me know, son, lately, I ain't really been too sure

Ayy, I just want for you to let me know son, I just want for you to let me know

 

*****************************

"Back For Everything"

 

(Buddha blessed this beat)

(Ayy, hey, Mondo)

Ayy, ayy

I'm back for everything, you heard me? (Yeah)

Yeah

Ayy, yeah

 

Ayy, forty goin' off, don't make no pitstop

Bustin' down the E-way with my bitch

Why you steady schemin'? Boy, you rich now

'Cause I fell in love with hittin' licks

When that shit get ugly, bring the sticks out

I am not that nigga to be dissed

Catch a body, duck off at my bitch house

But I promise I don't tell her shit

 

Check my ring, I'm ballin' with my wrist

I'm back for everything I ever missed

Yeah, I been gettin' paper ever since

I ran up out of that cage like I'm a pit

Yeah, double up gang, but I ain't talkin' Rick Ross

Uh, double up gang, I took that shit from Wiz

Rest in peace my nigga, but it's his fault

The way you let them kill you like a jitt

Talkin' to Wam, you sayin' the same, did you like a lame

You ain't give a damn, there up in chains and I was already in pain

VVS chain, P.F. Chang, eat out with my main

Droppin' chains at Johnny Dang, bustin' down my fangs

 

Ayy, forty goin' off, don't make no pitstop

Bustin' down the E-way with my bitch

Why you steady schemin'? Boy, you rich now

'Cause I fell in love with hittin' licks

When that shit get ugly, bring the sticks out

I am not that nigga to be dissed

Catch a body, duck off at my bitch house

But I promise I don't tell her shit

 

Ayy, zoolin' at the house, fuckin' with TikToks

Yeah, I been goin' viral with my jitts

Yeah, my gun got a drum, I call this motherfucker hip-hop

Hop out the car, tear up a nigga hip

Paralyzed from waist down, that was 'posed to be your homie

Every time I'm in H-Town, I suppose I drink some codeine

Christian Louboutin, steppin' red bottom like my toes bleed

My daddy never spent no time with me, still bought him a Roley

I ain't even in my prime, but a young nigga on top

I ain't even twenty-five, spent quarter million on a watch

Back for everything that's mine and everything I forgot

And everything that I lost and everything to be got

And really, I want your spot

 

Ayy, forty goin' off, don't make no pitstop

Bustin' down the E-way with my bitch

Why you steady schemin'? Boy, you rich now

'Cause I fell in love with hittin' licks

When that shit get ugly, bring the sticks out

I am not that nigga to be dissed

Catch a body, duck off at my bitch house

But I promise I don't tell her shit

 

*****************************

"Grinding All Season"

 

Ayy, yeah

 

I been vibin' for a reason (Reason, ayy)

I been grindin' all season (Season, ayy)

I been standin' away from leeches (Leeches, uh)

I been vibin' for a reason (Reason, ayy)

I been grindin' all season (Season, yeah)

I been standin' away from leeches

I bet you can never say you seen it

Hellcats, Demons, 'vertibles, 'Rari

Diamonds gleamin', vultures, zombies

Checkbooks, laptops, long-knife, fat Glock

Trap full of them Glocks, nigga

Backwood full of opps, nigga

 

Ain't gon' let it lock

I'm gon' stretch it 'til it lock, nigga

Play 'round on my top

You get checked in at the hospital

Niggas give me advice

Really want me on the block with 'em

Rap money come too fast

Ain't gotta invest in no stocks, nigga

I get every drop (Yeah), I get every drop

She been buyin' the dope so I long I give her extra every rock

I get every drop (Uh-huh), I get every drop

Mafioso shit, I'ma smoke a bitch

And then gon' play it raw

From Lil Haiti to the road

I play offense and defense

Baby, take yo' panties off

Oh, you ain't fuckin' then you leavin' (Leavin', ayy)

They ain't gotta know that we spin, we spin

Nigga, I been steppin' for a whole week span

If you Z'd up, keep it Z then

Pass me the stick, bet I'ma smell of tree branch

I'm in this bitch, I'm boppin' doin' my Z dance

Ho take- Ho take this dick, I'm fuckin' her while I'm DJ'ing

Bulletproof rifles, bitches goin' viral

Bought my girl a car but I ain't love, give no the title

Sniper not a idol, I'm all these rappers rivals

Pockets like a wire hole, I'm gon' need some lipo'

All these trends keep gettin' me rich

How many times has a nigga done this?

The opps get big, see me in here

Play with me you ain't leavin' this bitch

Birdhouse in the eye, bitches on my mind space

Zoolin' by the fi- Zoo- Zoo- Zoo- Zoolin' by the fireplace (Ayy)

 

I been vibin' for a reason (Reason, ayy)

I been grindin' all season (Season, ayy)

I been standin' away from leeches (Leeches, uh)

I bet you can never say you seen it

Hellcats, Demons, 'vertibles, 'Rari

Diamonds gleamin', vultures, zombies

Checkbooks, laptops, long-knife, fat Glock

Trap full of them Glocks, nigga

Backwood full of opps, nigga

 

*****************************

"Smackers"

 

(Got my beat from London)

Glee

 

Record label full of smackers, rap group with no rappers

I could get a nigga scratched

Call me daddy, she a bastard, come here baby, I'm yo' dad

Hundred K on a medallion, jeweler, he don't ever tax

Spend this shit and get it back

I don't like none of you rappers, snipe a nigga, how 'bout that?

Hunnids fallin' out my ass, put a nigga on they back

Project baby with no Similac, in the Caddy, but I never lack

My lil' nigga, he gon' handle that, I could get a nigga whacked

Fuck that lil' ho, she a nat-nat

I could get a nigga kidnapped, I could get a nigga snatched

I can do it by myself, I go do it by myself

You won't do it by yo' self, put a nigga on a shelf

Put a nigga on a rack

It ain't nun to go to jail, it ain't nun to get you killed

Ice on my neck when it melt, eat me up baby, right there

Fuck that lil' ho, she a heffer

Come here lil' baby, you special

Put that nigga on a stretcher, put that nigga on a shirt

It ain't nun to get you murked, hit a nigga where it hurt

Water on me like I burp, .40 on me, I be icy

Water on me, now she like me

I went to jail, you ain't write me

Check on your boy for the Nike

Check on yo' boy, this four hunna, I'm in the club with them gunners

That ain't my opp, he's a runner

Nigga say I shot his mama

I hit the stoe with a fitted cap, I hit yo' ho with no Jimmy mack

Don't drop that song, you ain't livin' that

I got your cubicals, get it back

Nigga ain't gettin' back shit

I played the cross like I'm Chris

Kodak the boss, yeah bitch

KTB, kill that boy, cutthroat

Walk in my room, it's a gun show

And I get high off the gun smoke, high off the meth

Better off fakin' yo' death than fakin' with me

You say you a steeper, then step

Record label full of gangstas, only vultures at the table

Bitch I'ma eat

You hit out the car with a Draco

Finesser, I'm makin' you pay for it, bitch get on feet

I had to dive in the deep, last time I snipe who I see, bodies be cheap

Kodak the one with the vision, I got my clique in position

They listen to me, got all kinda movement

I keep shooters for my shooters, in case them niggas wanna beef

Got two mansions, one on the beach

Two Bentleys, nun' of them of them leased

Two Benz's, Cullinan and Jeep

Who said they fuckin' with me?

The money been comin' with keys

I got a vault in the attic, I done went frosted the Patek

You can't even see the Philippe

 

*****************************

"On Everything"

 

I'ma put this on everything

Mm

Gotta be fuckin' Madonna or somethin'

You proud of me? I'm rockin' Prada this summer

 

Hidin' dope in my dreads

Crackers in my left lane, but I'm stayin' ahead

Even in the next life, I'm takin' this bread

I'ma be duckin' the fed time

Yeah, when everybody left me, I still had my dreads

I'd never cut 'em, but if I ever do, I'ma put 'em in the bed

She a thrill head and a pill head

Corona season, I finally could walk around with a mask

Ain't smokin' no weed, ain't drinkin' no lean, I'm payin' attention to the bag

Ain't poppin' no Percs, I'm stayin' alert, this money been comin' in fast

Got my heart in a cast, yeah

She dressin' up in her [?], she say [?]

I'm a rose gold with all your diamonds and accessories too

I know I'm an ugly-ass lil' nigga, but I look better with you

We puttin' the SG on everything for whatever we do

I keep a maid in some lingerie, got a see through roof

I know Lamar gon' win the Super Bowl, first bust to the chiefs

Everytime lil' Kodak in Detroit, I got the buffs on fleek

I'm keepin' Chelise and Chanel, I don't even care if she sleep

Bulgari diamonds in my hair, she like it more when it's neat

When you been through everything like me, don't nothin' seem that amazin'

Like all the realest niggas been takin' dick up the anus nowadays

Everybody wannabe gangsters nowadays

I've been controllin' my anger

Keep boogers in the face like I'm still a lil' baby

Hittin' donuts in the wraith, just left the 'yo with Lil Baby

Two babies on the way from two different ladies

That I knew back then way before I was famous

I was gettin' my dick sucked by Tierra and my mama told [?]

I killed me a nigga by Kiera, but she already know

I'm taxin' all my kids seven like I'm still sellin' dope

My people say they proud of me 'cause they been seein' my growth

I don't throw money, I left the playhouse throwin' racks out the door

I don't throw money, I'm at the bank house throwing racks on the floor

I love you in every form, I told you I ain't playing

Don't leave me, don't leave me, mami, let me know you're still praying

Yeah, this time, I want everything, need more money, more diamonds

This time, I want everything, I'ma guarantee that you smiling

Don't leave me, don't leave me, me, me, yeah, hold on, let me explain, yeah

I'ma put this on everything, I'ma put

Them niggas know they ain't Sniper Gang, that's on everything

I'ma kill a nigga 'bout a tennis chain, that's on everything

A million in [?] and that's on everything

I just want everything

 

*****************************

"Purple Stamp"

 

Free my nigga Julio

I dropped a purple Tesla, you who I do it for

Gave my dawg a life sentence, robbin' jewelry stores

He just want a Tesla truck, so I did it for 'em

(If you fuck with Murda, it's a homicide)

Make sure I send pictures to him behind the mall

 

I still got them purple stamps, I run with the murder camp

Ain't through with the Perkys yet, I'm still poppin' Perkys, I keep poppin' Perkys

Might fuck 'round and overdose

 

They gave up on fourth and goal

I was stressin' for twenty months

I came home and killed the ho, twenty-one

Twenty-one, bitch, I'm a savage, baby

Gucci on me like I'm Radric Davis

I put a stash in the 'frigerator

Hope they don't think they intimidatin'

Yeah, I might pull up with Becky G

I was rich, I was seventeen

They was callin' my destiny, you can go and ask Stephanie

She was callin' me pressure back when I was little

Even though they be hatin', they see the potential

My family big and I grew up 'round killers

Even though I'ma kid, I'ma go get my man

I hit the strip, I'ma fuck off some bands

I got me a lil' bitch, I don't fuck all my fans

R.I.P. Prince, I'm with purple like LJ

Fuck what you heard, I don't care 'bout no here say

She comin' like ándale

I want all my money, no under pay (Know I'm sayin'?)

I still got a purple stamp, I ain't goin' commercial yet

I still got a purple stamp, I ain't goin' commercial yet

Bought my brother a purple Lex', but he still got a white one too

Ain't no pump fakin', I'ma shoot (Know I'm sayin'?)

Gettin' back when I was in school

They say them lil' niggas be on the news

We gon' send a bitch on the news

Got a purple stamp on the door, purple stamp on the envelope

I'ma send him to state prison, encouragin' niggas behind the fences

Might put the penny on twenty-sixes

My baby girl panties be steady drippin'

They sleepin' on me, Martin Luther King

I only drink Belaire 'cause I get paid

My mama got amethyst on her chain

Smokin' the cannabis, keep me sane

Me and my dawg fucked the same thing

We lost our virginity seventh grade

So over you now, can't hear your name

I think Blue Nile is the best fragrance

I went gold on a purple Tesla

She inhaling my rich leather

Every time you see me, she be droolin'

I keep these lil' bitches drooling

Ain't passing, I'm getting greedy with this blunt

I'm living off fifty G's for this month (Yeah, yeah)

I'm living off fifty G's for this month

I'm smoking on caviar, eating on caviar

Whole pint of purple screens in the trunk

 

I still got them purple stamps, I run with the murder camp

Ain't through with the Perkys yet, I'm still poppin' Perkys, I keep poppin' Perkys

Might fuck 'round and overdose

 

*****************************

"Midas Touch"

 

100% Juice

 

I got the Midas Touch in my heart, this how I put on blue

They left me in the mud, I grew just like a flower do

My love for money ain't really nothin', my family valuable

They say it's up, so when you get to bussin' shit, they ride on you

My time precious, spend a pretty penny on my left wrist

My dawg reckless, it's a bag, I let 'em go fetch it (Go fetch it)

This shit get treacherous, rock a trench coat in the trenches

I hope my fam' don't ever never tell or show our messages

I need a Black to boost my high

I don't wanna rap 'til I shoot my guy

I'ma get my mans, did you live? If I don't see 'em, I settle for his next kin

But I'ma get him and I never meant to bring no pain again

But I wouldn't wanna be 'em when niggas pull up in that Benz, they won't miss him

This for them niggas sittin' behind the fence, bruh gon' stay free

Y'all speak through me every chance, I represent

And it ain't y'all fault completely, it's the life we forced to live

My nigga wanna see me dead 'cause I be shinin' more than him

Watch me shinin' more than him

 

I'm shinin', yeah

I said, "Fuck, you were my nigga, you costin' me first"

I'm a sniper in designer baby, made my feet hurt

'Cause I was steppin' all night in Jimmy Choo's

Don't change a thing about you, that's what you need to do

'Cause I'm already fucked up 'bout ya, just you being you

 

I, get on stage, I feel I might cry

Nigga wasn't raised with much, but we tried

I get on the stage, I sing 'til I die

Nigga, I done prayed for this all my life (All my life)

There's heaven for a gangsta, I know that's a lie

Nigga never gave me nothin', I had to rob

I was in a dangerous place, I found love

I was in the strangest place when I-

When I see you, I'ma take yo' soul

It's best when we do (Best when we do what?), and we take it slow, yeah

 

I'm shinin', yeah

Said, "Fuck, you were my nigga, you costin' me first"

I'm a sniper in designer, baby girl, my feet hurt

'Cause I was steppin' all night in Jimmy Choo's

 

I, get on the stage, I feel I might cry

Nigga wasn't raised with much, but we tried

I get on the stage, I sing 'til I die

Nigga, I done prayed for this all my life (All my life)

There's heaven for a gangsta, I know that's a lie

Nigga never gave me nothin', I had to rob

I was in a dangerous place, I found love

I was in the strangest place when I-

 

*****************************

"Sink My Ship"

 

Twenty-six, thirteen, six

And where you from?

1800 block

And where that's at?

Pompano

And what we is?

We gangsters

 

Fo' red bitches fuckin' on me 'cause I'm lit

Fo' red bitches jumpin' on me like I'm crip

Leakin' on me, shawty got that sauce, she got that drip

Niggas hatin' on me, tryna sink a nigga ship

Fo' red bitches fuckin' on me 'cause I'm lit

Fo' red bitches jumpin' on me like I'm crip

Leakin' on me, shawty got that sauce, she got that drip

Niggas hatin' on me, tryna sink a nigga ship

 

I'm a Zo, I ain't no ho, I be on go and plus my niggas comin'

Streets done taught me well, I'm droppin' knowledge on my lil' son

If a nigga hit you, we don't fight back, we gon' kill somethin'

I say what I want, do what I want, 'cause I don't feel nothin' (Glee)

These niggas hate the way that I'm progressin'

They all hate to see me be the person that I'm destined

I be goin' way too hard when I don't try to

These blues goin' in my pockets like I'm Piru

 

Fo' red bitches fuckin' on me 'cause I'm lit

Fo' red bitches jumpin' on me like I'm crip

Leakin' on me, shawty got that sauce, she got that drip

Niggas hatin' on me, tryna sink a nigga ship

Fo' red bitches fuckin' on me 'cause I'm lit

Fo' red bitches jumpin' on me like I'm crip

Leakin' on me, shawty got that sauce, she got that drip

Niggas hatin' on me, tryna sink a nigga ship

 

These nigga out here so shiesty

So I gotta be way more shiesty

It's like I'm chasing after pipe dreams

It's like I'm holding on to tight screens

It's like nothin' don't excite me no more

All I think about is sniping, oh Lord

All I think about is killing people

All I think about is being evil

 

Fo' red bitches fuckin' on me 'cause I'm lit

Fo' red bitches jumpin' on me like I'm crip

Leakin' on me, shawty got that sauce, she got that drip

Niggas hatin' on me, tryna sink a nigga ship

Fo' red bitches fuckin' on me 'cause I'm lit

Fo' red bitches jumpin' on me like I'm crip

Leakin' on me, shawty got that sauce, she got that drip

Niggas hatin' on me, tryna sink a nigga ship

 

Nothin' don't even make me happy no more, son, you hear me?

Yeah

These niggas out here slimy so I gotta be grimey

Okay

I love you

I love you

Alright

 

Fo' red bitches fuckin' on me 'cause I'm lit

Fo' red bitches jumpin' on me like I'm crip

Leakin' on me, shawty got that sauce, she got that drip

Niggas hatin' on me, tryna sink a nigga ship

 

Fo' red bitches jumpin' on me like I'm crip, ayy

Leakin' on me, shawty got that sauce, she got that drip

Fo' red bitches jumpin' on me like I'm crip, ayy

Leakin' on me, shawty got that sauce, she got that drip

 

*****************************

"Usain Boo"

 

Money, color peacock

Thuggin' in my Reeboks, cut the dreads and re-lock

Buck the feds, I buck the feds, you buck the feds and link up

I'ma Z but my diamonds V cuts, who got it disguised as free lunch

I don't want nothin' free, bring me a Cardi B

Nickname Cardiak, makin' it hard to match

I whip me a harder batch

I took every loss, I knew I was gon' win for the better

Young nigga with the crazy crew, they think he playin' with the devil

Like, ain't it true you like to sang to the devil?

Keep the stick like crazy glue, but I had to put it together

Usain baby blue, I blew more change on the leather

Young nigga move like Baby Ruth, you know I swang with the metal

Mhm, Deja who? I been upgraded from heffer

I got the finger phone booth, I'm gettin' through to these tethered

Usain ain't nothin' new, I hit the trap with a special

Like the New York Times, you square, how you gon' play with a stepper?

Mhm, Megan, you know you ain't created that animal

Say I'd rather go blind, swear, I ain't tryna see it and detect it

Usain ain't no boo, I ran it up in Margiela

Usain ain't nothin' baby, Usain ain't no boo

Usain ain't no boo, I'm comin' fast when I'm in here

You in that bathing suit? Gon' have some problems when I get here (Yeah)

In that baiting suit, I'ma buy some condoms 'fore I get here

In that bathing suit, okay, you in a bathing suit, ya

Audi like Olympics, but the engine came up out a 'Vette

Usain ain't nothin' new, I'm crossin' tracks, like I'ma Haitian pack

Cocaine kangaroo the trap, jumpin', junkies comin' back

Me and Fredo higher than a bitch, think we smokin' crack

Even when we ain't together, we together, bae that's anyway

Ain't never met no bitch who ride that dick just like DiJonai

"Kodak, you better not play, make it safe," that's what my mama say

Jancoby you the realest, you my boo, uh-huh, Ella Mai

Usain and a baby paid the rent, off the Sprint phone

Everything baby blue, I'm smokin' deuce, like I'm Bigalow

Bing, bing, bing, bing, bing, bing, bing

Bing, bing, bing, bing, bing, bing, bing

Bing, bing, bing, I'm on lean, I'm on beans, yeah

Bing, bing, bing, I hit her once, she gon' cling

Bing, bing, bing, Kodak bop turned to murder wop

Bing, bing, bing, you comin' here, panties comin' off

 

Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'

Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'

Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'

Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'

Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'

Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'

Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'

Rollin' and geekin', rollin' and geekin'

 

*****************************

"Vulnerable (Free Cool)"

 

In the world I be in

(Let the BandPlay)

 

I guess you wonder where I been

I'm searchin' to find a love within'

How you gon' love me, I don't love myself

All night flights, I'm neglectin' my health

I'm totin' hammers, chasin' after death

Said I was vibin' this time

I got a thing for you, baby, I don't know what it is

Everybody love to hate me, I don't know what I did

Ride on my face, baby, sit on my lip

I got yo' water runnin' (Mhm-mhm)

I want you to conceive my kid, pee on this stick

I think I did me somethin' last time I was here

I'm so committed, I would die for what I live for

Some people may not ever find what they dreamed of

So love you for you, I go dive in and deep in

Sometimes might even compromise what I believe in

 

I miss my brother Cool, I'm out here by myself, it got me vulnerable

And I done been betrayed, don't even care to hide it, cost me in my face

Fucked up once, so many times it feels weird, somebody keeps it real

You'll switch on anything and anybody dawg, if you ain't ridin'for this

 

I gave you all the game, I gave you all the information to hurt me

Sat down and taught you all the ways for you to hurt me

Killin' my liver with the liquor and the Perkys

Thanks for the losses and the gains on this journey

Wanna kill my nigga, but I really want the help from it

I got some things buried, I still ain't never healed from it

You fooled me once, you can't get the good me a second way

Matter fact, I lost track of myself in the first place

 

I miss my brother Cool, I'm out here by myself, it got me vulnerable

I'm walkin' 'round with my hands out beggin' for love

I need anybody

God know peace and left this private

I can't do nothin' private

I miss my brother Cool, I'm out here by myself, it got me vulnerable

You left me in the cold with nobody to warn me

Nobody understood me 'cause nobody know me

Came back to let you know that even though you hurt me, I can't let you go

 

*****************************

"Elite Division"

 

(Zaytoven)

Kodak

 

I used to be with stealers and killers and murderers and burglars

And even though I'm rich, I still keep 'em near me

I gotta change my surroundings and everybody who around me

It seem like shit don't go right when they with me

I used to be with stealers and killers and murderers and burglars

But now I'm gettin' further, I don't want no dealings

 

Used to be fucked up 'bout my niggas and my bitches

But they took me up through there a few times, now I ain't got no feelin'

My aunty told me "Slow down, you in an elite division"

My uncle told me "Get from 'round, them niggas don't like you in it"

Had to get put in this position to see it myself

I forgot about me, I was taking care of everybody else

I was in the cell and I was hollerin' at my nigga Ced

On the vent, he said he heard them niggas want me dead

I called home, they said his friends got hit in the head

I hope you never change, we Sniper Gang until the end

My brother, my cousin, my niggas down there in the feds

Even though he ain't ride for me, every chance I get I'ma send you bread

You ain't gotta remind me how to be real, I already know how I play

Look at us now, my nigga, remember when we was smoking red

Miss Cammy, miss Red, lil' DT, that's my brother too

I know what I said hurt you, but you had hurt me too

I'm drankin' purple juice in the studio and spinnin' 'round

Rocking that G-Shock in the cell block, you killing time

I'm from the 'No, they already know how I be getting down

I switched my flow on them lil' niggas who tried to steal my sound

I'm taking losses back to back, I heard them say I lost

Numbers back up, fuck everybody who countin' out

I'm going up top, this shit, got hot, I had to switch the route

I'm the one who made the way, niggas tried to play like they forgot

I was out the door when I was a youngin, I ain't have no money

By the time the fame came, none of these things ain't mean nothing

I'm on the ugly how I used to

But it's just now all my thuggin' be on YouTube

This shit ain't changed me, nigga, it changed y'all

I been on the same block for three days with the same drawers

So what's up nigga, what it is?

Redid the guts on the Chevy Chevelle

I was lookin' up to Cool as a shorty

I wanted to walk like that nigga, all ears when he talkin'

The whole project used to scream "Free Pac"

Did thirteen, his face clean, everybody loved him, he solid

Ever since Malcolm Elementary, everybody knew I'd be in penitentiary

And the way everybody switchin', I know God got somethin' for me so I ain't fuckin' trippin'

 

*****************************

"Hitting Houses"

 

Yeah, me and Deshawn eatin' Jell-O Molly

Ridin' in stolen Audi and we hittin' houses

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, we hit lots of houses

I ain't James Bond, but I got a gold gun

Fuckin' on prayer rugs, I don't hold grudge

I don't show love, I got cold blood

I'm on four drugs tryna hold on

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, I hit lots of houses

 

I'm on pink Mollys, I'm on brown bombers

I'm on Vicodin, I'm on meth and all

He killed four niggas, he don't want a job

I'm on cold feelings, I don't wanna go so hard

I take flat screens, but I prefer jewelry

I am not a thief, I just love stealin'

I don't leave a mess and I be in a hurry

Ain't you got a check? So why you doin' burglaries?

I get off the topic, uh, I drink lots of coffee, uh

She my new favorite, she from Milwaukee

He gon' think he skatin', uh, let him think he walkin'

Then turn 'round and spark him, I don't like to argue

Made it out the bricks, that shit wasn't easy

Straight up out the wick, I hit big pieces

Credit cards and socials, I get lots of pieces

Gotta yellow poker, but ain't nothin' cheesy, ayy

 

Yeah, me and Deshawn eatin' Jell-O Molly

Ridin' in stolen Audi and we hittin' houses

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, we hit lots of houses

I ain't James Bond, but I got a gold gun

Fuckin' on prayer rugs, I don't hold grudge

I don't show love, I got cold blood

I'm on four drugs tryna hold on

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, I hit lots of houses

 

I be cashin' literally, I be breakin' and enterin'

She keep playin' with her clitoris, I almost fuck around, pissed in it

I came home in December, it wasn't even much winter

I'm on nine hundred milligrams, I can't even remember

I ain't no plain jane, everything be busted

I ain't sparin' nothin, I don't care if she busted

Shawty still chasin', but I don't throw no money

I'm in Club Oasis, bust it, baby, bust it

Suck my dick and vomit, I want eggs and omelette

I'm a whole killer, how did I get into college?

I'm a headhunter, I rock Ferragamo

 

Yeah, me and Deshawn eatin' Jell-O Molly

Ridin' in stolen Audi and we hittin' houses

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, we hit lots of houses

I ain't James Bond, but I got a gold gun

Fuckin' on prayer rugs, I don't hold grudge

I don't show love, I got cold blood

I'm on four drugs tryna hold on

Uh-huh

Uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, I hit lots of houses

 

*****************************

"Love Isn't Enough"

 

(Ayy, Zeuz)

 

I see your spirit comin' through your shirt

With the slightest touch, I make you squirt

Every time you hurtin', I can tell it

You beautiful with no cosmetics

Baby, spread your legs so I can surf

If I cheat on you, then I'm a jerk

I hope this time we make it work

I'll try to make it last this time and always put you first

Go to school to be a nurse

Anything you tryna do, I'm rockin'

Your body like my vert

You got more curves than the projects

Ooh, child, ooh, child, ooh, child

You got me feelin' like a baby

She from the rough but educated

That dress on you look painted

Our memories last so long, every time you gone, I still can taste it

I'm picturin' you naked

Vivid imagination, social media validation

Me and bae ain't never chasin'

Ooh, child, ooh, child, ooh, child

Many I have felt before, but I'ma save that girl

Can't wait 'til I'm off probation, we gon' travel the world

Pray to God he bless this love and he got all of our steps

If I ain't never went through that phone, I'd probably still be with my ex

You know the ceiling best, don't make me feel like a junkie

Don't make me feel basic, you worth way more than my money

Know you're not tryna use me and abuse me

You're the only girl I can chill with and watch movies with

And, bae, you make me laugh

Everybody else want my all, but they just give me half

 

And I'm just sayin' like

Just tellin' you I love you isn't enough, my love

Ooh, child, ooh, child, ooh, child

I'ma keep that baby

KTB, girl, trust

Kodak the boss off top, don't never forget it

 

*****************************

"Take You Back"

(feat. Lil Durk)

 

You know what, I'ma take the L on this one

It's really a W 'cause I'm pursuing my love

And I don't care what nobody gotta say about this

I'ma take you back

(Skip got the bounce, it go crazy)

 

I'ma take you back, baby, 'cause you took me back before

Yeah, you did me wrong, but I had did you bad way before

I'ma take you back, baby, let's go all the way this time

If I take you back, I swear you better not play this time

I'll take you back 'cause you took me back before

I did you bad, you did me bad, so be good

 

I'ma call this evening, okay?

I'ma call this evening, okay, baby?

I'ma call this evening, okay?

Ain't no more leavin', okay?

I'ma call this evening, okay, baby?

I'll take you back 'cause you took me back before

I did you bad, you did me bad, so be good, yeah

I'ma call this evening, okay?

Ain't no more leavin', okay?

Ain't no more cheatin', okay?

Let's say when

 

Don't go misleadin' me, I won't mislead you

I was on the phone with Project Pooh, he said he seen you

You done got your get-back now, okay, we cool

Thought you'll always take me back like ladies do

I'm sorry I ever mistake you for a fool, bae

We done played each other, now let's just play this through, bae

I done read your text and I almost started cryin'

I done read your text and I almost started cryin'

Come on, let's sext like it's the last time

Come on, let's sext like it's the last time

 

I'ma take you back, baby, 'cause you took me back before (Bae)

Yeah, you did me wrong, but I had did you bad way before (Yeah)

I'ma take you back, baby, let's go all the way this time (Bae)

If I take you back, I swear you better not play this time (Yeah, yeah)

I'll take you back 'cause you took me back before (Oh)

I did you bad, you did me bad, so be good (Oh)

 

We good

I'ma spend more time with you than in the hood this time

 

I told 'em you real, you would blam with me

Stood ten toes when they was playin' with me

All these bitches mad you be stayin' with me

Feel way better when you layin' with me (Layin')

I let you hit the lean a few times, you couldn't stand Rémy

Post a pic, you got the world watchin', babe

And you stay trendin' (Yeah)

You got wig for days (Yeah), stay on your shit

You never give a fuck 'bout a bitch (Yeah), stay focused

Don't let your visions change, no one to blame, nowhere to hang

AP cost and it's definitely plain, only on jets, not a regular plane (Regular plane)

Only The Fam', not a regular gang (Regular gang)

I'm from the mud, this is definitely pain

I'm watchin' your Twitter

I watch who you post on the 'Gram, I watch who you crop out the picture (Yeah)

80K for a new smile, you still give me kisses

I got a mouth full of stitches

Please, I'm sorry I cheated, I'm sorry I cheated

Please, you know I need you, and you need me

 

I'ma take you back, baby, 'cause you took me back before

Yeah, you did me wrong, but I had did you bad way before

I'ma take you back, baby, let's go all the way this time

If I take you back, I swear you better not play this time

I'll take you back 'cause you took me back before

I did you bad, you did me bad, so be good

 

We good

I'ma spend more time with you than in the hood this tim

 

*****************************

"He Love The Streets"

 

Say I gotta get up out these streets ASAP before it's too late

 

I done been around murderers and burglars and all that shit

But they ain't rich as this

And all the killers and drug dealers I know been tryna weak the streets forever

But they ain't did it yet

'Cause ain't nobody defeat the street life

Tryna run the streets and get away with it

You and your dawg on the block so strong for so long

You get locked and he don't pay a visit

He got sentenced, came home, did a bid, came home

Then went again 'cause he don't get it yet

And the judge gave Midget a hundred years

He wanna come home, but he ain't finished yet

Doin' the wrong things with my power that God gave me

God gave me power, I used it for Satan

Instead of spreadin' love, I be growin' evil

Instead of liftin' my niggas, I tell 'em, "Kill people"

He gon' lie with his heat, he don't need the keys

He'll be fine in these streets, you can let him be

He gon' die in these streets, it ain't no in-between

He gon' die in these streets 'cause he don't wanna leave

Gotta get up out these streets, they say that karma real

Gotta get up out these streets before they kill Bill

He feel like if he ran these streets, then he could run the world

He losin' feelings for his children and his old girl

Losin' feelings for his mama 'nem 'cause he love the streets

He losin' feelings for his family 'nem, his mammy 'nem 'cause he love to beef

Ain't nobody beat the street life, and I already got my street stripes

So I'ma get up out this darkness before my past haunt me

I'm twenty-one, I been here before like a thousand times

I'ma make this song cry, I wrote about a thousand rhymes

Pain, they take me in vain, they entertained by it

Niggas talkin' 'bout my homie and I'm slangin' K's 'bout it

I'm so quick to make this 9 stretch, I'm on that gang violence

Tryna get up out this mindset, it's like I'm chained by it

Gotta switch up all this shit before they get me

And catch me down bad like they did Biggie

They know I'm thuggin' to the tee like my name Grizzley

I'm on the ugly when I'm free, I'm in them same trenches

When I ain't busy, I'm in these streets, I'm in them same trenches

Hangin' with losers, I make 'em forget that they ain't winnin'

My house bigger than his mama crib, but I be still in it

My nigga been gone for five years, but I be still visitin'

I'm sippin' lean and poppin' pills, you think I got the remedy

At least if I got killed in the field, it wouldn't be for anything

'Cause that's where all my lyrics came

So that's where all these millions came

Life gave me lemons, but I ain't know how to make no lemonade

I made grenadine, run around on heavy beans

I'm tryna be a better me, but niggas, they wanna intervene

I took my mama through a bunch, my baby still strong

I heard the good die young, so I gotta live long

 

*****************************

"Super Gremlin"

 

When we could be superstars

We been rather wreckin' cars (Ayy, bro, is that Jambo?)

What is at stakes for us?

Kickin' off power mirrors

Yeah, we could be superstars

But I'm pretty sure our time is up

And so we fell off the spinning tops

Don't know, maybe for trial (ATL Jacob)

But way more error (ATL Jacob)

 

Say you my nigga, I'ma be your killer

Nobody gon' play with you when I'm with you

Go against any nigga, like fuck this glitter

Skeet off third, I'm busy

I put it in for you, I spin for you

Whatever you with, I'm with it

How you gon' cross a nigga that was rockin' with you?

I got you lit in the city

I been multitaskin'

Rappin' and bein' a daddy to my lil' children

I been standin' on business

And spinnin', and spinnin', and spinnin' until I'm dizzy

I do all the smackin'

You ain't never stepped or helped with none of this killin'

You doin' a lot of cappin'

Watch when I catch you, I'ma whack you in front of the witness

 

Damn, my nigga, you trippin'

We could've been superstars

Remember when we was jackin' cars

Now, it's not safe for you

You switched like a pussy, lil' bitch

Damn, my nigga, you trippin'

We could've been superstars

Can't help it, now I'm reminiscing

Remember when we was jackin' cars

Now, you better keep your distance

Cause it's not safe for you

You switched like a pussy, lil' bitch

 

Trackhawk with the kit

Snatch off on the bitch when I slide

Nightlight on the blick

Bet I'm on my shit when I'm outside

Zoe done ran down

Caught him pants down, nigga, you shitted

I knew the Perc' was fake

But I still ate it cause I'm a gremlin

Yeah, Kutthroat Businezz, KTB

Backdoor wide open

Wait till my sniper get out

All you niggas gon' die, time rollin'

Bustin' on my opponent, no half-steppin'

I'm crushin' my opps totally

We was just broke with no motion

Sleepin' on sofas, creepin' in houses like roaches

I done went cages, to stages, to cages

Now free me, baby, can't keep me, baby

I beat them cases, they already hate

When they gon' want me dead when I'm on probation

Oh, y'all think lil' Yak retarded?

Y'all ain't seen none yet, I promise

Niggas can't take me, niggas can't guard me

I be on a fuck nigga ass like Charmin

AK, twenty-inch carbon

 

We could've been superstars

Remember when we was jackin' cars

Now, it's not safe for you

You switched like a pussy, lil' bitch

Damn, my nigga, you trippin'

We could've been superstars

Can't help it, now I'm reminiscing

Remember when we was jackin' cars

Now, you better keep your distance

Cause it's not safe for you

You switched like a pussy, lil' bitch

 

Trackhawk with the kit

Snatch off on the bitch when I slide

Nightlight on the blick

Bet I'm on my shit when I'm outside

Zoe done ran down

Caught him pants down, nigga, you shitted

I knew the Perc' was fake

But I still ate it cause I'm a gremlin

 

Yes

Yeah, we could be superstars (Super Gremlin)

But I'm pretty sure our time is up (Now your time is up)

And so we fell off the spinning tops

Don't know, maybe for trial

But way more error (Come on)

 

I ain't slimy, I'm grimy

And the way you put it, I'm SG with it

I'm Super Gremlin

Snatch and grab

Sneak and geek

Sniper Gang

Trust

Nightmare, baby, you know I

I bet you always see me in your dream

Glee

 

*****************************

"I Wish"

 

I been watchin' it up on a drone

Pull up, cockin' it, aim at his dome

Bust a right, I could never be wrong

I'ma fight for the love that we on

When we fuckin' I never be 'lone

And I never go the same way home

When I slide, gotta switch up the route

Can't let 'em follow Lil Snipe to the house

 

I wish I could stop thuggin' for real

Leave the streets without me bein' killed

For so long, I been goin' on drills

Drinkin' that lean, pour it straight out the seal

I don't care, it's wherever we see him

Pussy boy better hide in the crib

I don't care if he out with his kid

'Cause he ain't 'posed to be outside, period

I wish I could stop blowin' my banger

I wish I could catch hold of my anger

With the gang and we high, lit, dangerous

Screamin', "Let's get it" and twistin' our fingers

Screamin', "Let's get it" and everybody with it

They know who get it lit in the bity

They know we get it lit in the city

Pussy boy cappin', get hit in his fitted

 

Can't nobody say shit about Syk

That my brother, he wrong or he right

And 'bout Mac, I don't wanna hear nothin'

Even though he so goddamn ugly

Call Riko, I know that he comin'

That my Dirty Jay, Dirty my cousin

Play with me, Lil Ceejay gon' go dummy

Lil Robert won't chill and just get to that money

Poppin' Percs, I take three to the head

I can't focus, I keep seein' red

Have emotion I'm tryna suppress

Get in motion, I'm tryna suppress (Yeah)

That nigga switched out on everybody

When I get him, I did that for the 'jects (Yeah)

G Mac and Riko my stepbrothers

All of us brothers and all of us gon' step

Get it done and we go have some fun

'Til somebody else say they want somethin'

I'm a gangsta, got pardoned by Trump

But I'm still out here bustin' my gun

Even Poof say he seen a lil' bitch

On my soul, I believe in Lil Chris

And I hate I had fell out with Wiz

You did what you did, so I did what I did

I don't lie, but I steal and I kill

I wish I could stop poppin' these pills

Hit his head and it drop on a wheel

Fresh out of juvie I got me a deal

Told my son I won't let no one kill me

'Cause I promised to take him to Disney

It's a must I keep clutchin' the semi

Show in the O, but my room in Kissimmee

I know everybody tell her I'm silly

But I hope that she see the best in me

Think she feelin' the kid like I'm Gillie

Like she feelin' the kid, like I'm yuh

I'ma snipe, anybody get touched

If it's pressure, I'm stretchin' you out

Last night we was vibin' so tough

She fuckin' with me, and I'm fuckin' with her

I wish we could run off somewhere nice

On a island, you wake up my wife

Hopefully, I can stop livin' shiesty

Like we back from the dead, let's go start a new life

 

I wish I could stop thuggin' for real

Leave the streets without me being killed

For so long, I been goin' on drills

Drinkin' that lean, pour it straight out the seal

I wish I could stop blowin' my banger

I wish I could catch hold of my anger

With the gang and we high, lit, dangerous

Screaming "Let's get it" and twistin' our fingers

Screaming "Let's get it" and everybody with it

They know who get it lit in the bity

They know we get it lit in the city

Pussy boy cappin', get hit in his fitted

 

*****************************

"Love & War"

 

J Gramm on the beat

Big ol' strap like I'ma Haitian

Pompano Puff, might blow and spray it

 

Could you send me a flick? I'ma send you a dick pic when I'm horny

If I kiss you on yo' lips, would you tell your sisters in the mornin'?

Would you keep it a secret? Like, I ain't felt this way before

Wanna tell you that I like you, but I don't, 'cause I'm not sure

I just take her heart and score, then I love her 'til she sore

I just break her heart in fours, then I don't want her anymore

If I eat it, could I treat it? Could I beat it with my sword?

She want love and I want war

 

You could leave, but where you goin'?

If I hit that thing the right way can I take you to my prom?

Wanna strap you 'round to my waist and come take you to my mom

Do you get that picture? You could be lil' Kodak

You don't get the picture, girl, I'm lil' Kodak

You could be my Cheri, you could be my baby

If you lookin' for me, I be right on 18

Droppin' bands, I be poppin' bands

Poppin' Xans will make you pop your man

Park it, man, it's way too hot to dance

If you lookin' for me, I be right on 18

Droppin' bands, I be poppin' bands

Poppin' Xans will make you pop your man

Park it, man, it's way too hot to dance

If you lookin' for me, I be right on 18

Droppin' bands, I be poppin' bands

 

Could you send me a flick? I'ma send you a dick pic when I'm horny

If I kiss you on yo' lips, would you tell your sisters in the mornin'?

Would you keep it a secret? Like, I ain't felt this way before

Wanna tell you that I like you, but I don't, 'cause I'm not sure

I just take her heart and score, then I love her 'til she sore

I just break her heart in fours, then I don't want her anymore

If I eat it, could I treat it? Could I beat it with my sword?

She want love and I want war

 

You could leave, but where you goin'?

If I hit that thing the right way can I take you to my prom?

Wanna strap you 'round to my waist and come take you to my mom

Do you get that picture? You could be lil' Kodak

You don't get the picture, girl, I'm lil' Kodak

You could be my Cheri, you could be my baby

If you lookin' for me, I be right on 18

Droppin' bands, I be poppin' bands

Poppin' Xans will make you pop your man

Park it, man, it's way too hot to dance

If you lookin' for me, I be right on 18

Droppin' bands, I be poppin' bands

Poppin' Xans will make you pop your man

Park it, man, it's way too hot to dance

If you lookin' for me, I be right on 18

Droppin' bands, I be poppin' bands

 

Could you send me a flick? I'ma send you a dick pic when I'm horny

If I kiss you on yo' lips, would you tell your sisters in the mornin'?

Would you keep it a secret? Like, I ain't felt this way before

Wanna tell you that I like you, but I don't, 'cause I'm not sure

I just take her heart and score, then I love her till she sore

I just break her heart in fours, then I don't want her anymore

If I eat it, could I treat it? Could I beat it with my sword?

Could you send me a flick? I'ma send you a dick pic when I'm horny

If I kiss you on yo' lips, would you tell your sisters in the mornin'?

Would you keep it a secret? Like, I ain't felt this way before

Wanna tell you that I like you, but I don't, 'cause I'm not sure

I just take her heart and score, then I love her 'til she sore

I just break her heart in fours, then I don't want her anymore

If I eat it, could I treat it? Could I beat it with my sword?