Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gave It All I Got, artist - Kodak Black. Album song Lil Big Pac, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.06.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dollaz N Dealz
Song language: English
Gave It All I Got |
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 |