| Damn…
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| It’s like, it’s like once a nigga got in this lil situation everybody stop
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| fucking with me, dawg
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| They throwin' salt on my name
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| Shit cray
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| I’m stayin' down though
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| I’m stayin' solid I be back out there soon
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| Since a young nigga, nobody couldn’t tell me shit
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| It’s Lil Kodak, Project baby coming straight out the bricks
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| Section 8, where everyone here living off W.I.C
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| If you lookin' for me, I’m somewhere hittin' a lick
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| In a rental car, I’m somewhere taking a trip
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| Keep my head on a swivel, out here you gotta be swift
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| Lord this is my last trip, forgive me for my sins
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| On my lonely, road runnin, tryna get to them bands
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| I done shook back, I’m right back at it again
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| Puttin' them crosses on the window now I’m gone in the wind
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| In this life that I live, I learned a lot about friends
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| And how they just like these bitches because all they do is pretend
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| Hoes will wanna ride for you if you got your money right
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| Do anything for you, suck your dick all night
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| They say they love you forever
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| They say they with you for life
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| Soon as shit go sour, them hoe catchin' a flight
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| I remember those days when I was heated them nights
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| Cause all I wanted was my people to send me a kite
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| I done bounced right back, they can’t believe they eyes
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| Everybody tellin' lies say ya boy caught a dime
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| They say we don’t fuck with Kodak no more
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| He done went ghost
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| We ain’t listening to his songs no more, he done fell off
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| He like another average Joe, like I ain’t gonna blow
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| They talkin' bout me like a hoe they talkin' down on me
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| Tellin' lies on me, say I caught 11 years
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| I done lost a lot of friends, shed plenty tears
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| Could’ve hung me by my throat and cut my fucking ears
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| Stay solid, had to do my bid, now I’m here
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| Road runnin' for that money, we in Chesterfield
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| You know they say shit real when you in the field
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| Had to get it how I live, that’s just what it is
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| Tried to put my nigga on, but he fucking squealed
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| I remember those nights geekin' off a pill
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| I was real lil with my body full of pills
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| That lil Haitian out his mind toting big steel
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| Look at him he pourin' molly in the Zephyrhills |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blood Sweat Tears Revenge, artist - Kodak Black. Album song Lil Big Pac, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп