| In my own bubble nigga, had to clear my circle up
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| Cause wasn’t nobody with me when I was piped out in the box
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| Kodak Black, I’m the truth man
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| This another one
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| In my own bubble nigga, had to clear my circle up
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| Cause wasn’t nobody with me when I was piped out in the box
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| Grab them one for ones and end up goin' double par
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| You would think a nigga homeless, man he stay on the block
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| Remember we were homeless, man I stay tryna plot
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| I was going up top and hiding pieces in my socks
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| Find another route, and I turned it up a notch
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| Had to quit half steppin', had to give it all I got
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| Fuck the FPL, bitch we buckin' all the power
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| I been doing well since I bumped into that power
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| Yeah them niggas straight, but ain’t no nigga like a nigga from Broward
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| Running out of mollies so I laced her up with powder
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| Young nigga, I just wanna lay low and chill
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| Hoe don’t call me Kodak thought I told you call me Bill
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| You know a nigga clutching got to keep that thang concealed
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| Nigga what’s the point of doing it if you ain’t gon do that shit for real?
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| Damn man, I thought Ian Rapport keep it real
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| Used to fuck with Carlo 'till he showed me what it is
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| Can’t believe Dieuson, looked up to him when I was lil
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| I ain’t even shocked, kinda expected that shit from Khalil
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| In my own bubble nigga, I had to clear my circle up
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| Cause wasn’t nobody with me when I was piped out in the box
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| Grab them one for ones and end up goin' double par
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| You would think a nigga homeless, man he stay on the block
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| Remember we were homeless, man I stay tryna plot
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| I was going up top and hiding pieces in my sock
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| Find another route, and I turned it up a notch
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| Had to quit half steppin', had to give it all I got
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| Best believe let it sit too long and it’s gon' rot
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| I seen it comin', once you leave your home we in ya spot
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| I’m in school, I got a glue stick, filled it up with rock
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| If I up it, I’mma shoot it, 40 with a cock
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| 40 with a dick, yeah, extendo on my Glock
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| Cash for gold I use to catch a city bus way to the swap
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| I done growed up, young nigga 18
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| Mondo let me hold a 9 and that shit there got a beam
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| Went on a lil mission by myself, only me
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| Niggas tryna intervene, come between a nigga dream
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| Lil JackBoy he just call me I’m like «What's up, what you need?»
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| Even though he straight, I still sent him something for canteen
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| In my own bubble nigga, I had to clear my circle up
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| Cause wasn’t nobody with me when I was piped out in the box
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| Grab them one for ones and end up goin' double par
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| You would think a nigga homeless, man he stay on the block
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| Remember we were homeless, man I stay tryna plot
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| I was going up top and hiding pieces in my sock
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| Find another route, and I turned it up a notch
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| Had to quit half steppin', had to give it all I got |