| Kodak Black-
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| Kodak Black-
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| The nineteen-year-old Pompano Beach rapper-
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| -is reportedly back in jail after he was arrested today in Broward County,
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| Florida
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| Real name is Dieuson Octave, changed his plea from not guilty to no contest
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| Mr. Octave, do you accept your plea?
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| -in the two terminal cases that have put his musical career on hold
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| -troubled rapper found himself back behind bars after violating the terms of
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| his house arrest
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| Yeah
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| You know I’m a hot boy, but I ain’t never lose my cool
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| The streets on fire, that’s why I’m ridin' with my tool
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| 1800 block boy, I’m quick to give a bitch the blues
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| I was already sentenced, before I came up out the womb
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| Streets done already sentenced me, before no cracker could
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| And I wonder why, when I’m just so fucked up out the hood
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| And I wonder why, these niggas be hatin' on a G
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| When I’m the same lil' nigga, who gave you niggas a chance to eat
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| I had to do that time, could nobody do that shit for me
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| When I was doin' that time, ain’t nobody do that shit with me
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| I miss my nigga Cool, I know right now he prolly sleep
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| One day at a time, ten toes down until you’re free
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| Dyin' in a cell’s every street nigga fear
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| I give everythin' back to have my nigga here
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| I give everythin' back to have my nigga with me
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| I already know I had to beef, had my nigga with me
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| I ain’t tryna see the pen', I’m tryna make a shape
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| Neighborhood hero, I’m the one gon' save the day
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| Chosen one, my folks depend on me to make a way
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| I do it for my nigga locked up doin' day for day
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| They gave Lil' Marcus twenty-five, that’s my man (ayy)
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| Remember hittin' licks and runnin' up them bands (ayy, ayy)
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| They gave Lil' Greg sixteen years in the pen (ayy)
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| For all my niggas locked up, I’m goin' H.A.M. |
| (ayy, ayy)
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| They gave Lil' Ceelo twenty years, free my nigga
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| They say Lil' Tracy gettin' out this December
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| I dropped fifty-five bands from my hand
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| They done let me out, so now I’m goin' in
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| Before he go back, shoot it out with the police (ayy)
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| So that mean he goin' to court in these streets (ayy, ayy)
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| He goin' to trial right there where he stands (ayy)
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| For everybody did me wrong, I want revenge (ayy, ayy)
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| Dyin' in a cell’s every street nigga fear
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| I give everythin' back to have my nigga here
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| I give everythin' back to have my nigga with me
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| I already know I had to beef, had my nigga with me
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| I ain’t tryna see the pen', I’m tryna make a shape
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| Neighborhood hero, I’m the one gon' save the day
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| Chosen one, my folks depend on me to make a way
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| I do it for my nigga locked up doin' day for day
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| This my motherfuckin' album
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| Paintin' pictures man, lil' Kodak, you already know that |