Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kicking In, artist - Kodak Black. Date of issue: 13.02.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Kicking In |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| And twelve of us, I’m recordin' myself |
| Fuck it let the beat rock |
| Just please don’t let the beat stop |
| And you don’t even need to knock |
| I don’t care if it never drop |
| Just felt my heartbeat |
| Just felt my heartbeat |
| Just felt my heartbeat |
| Cause I’m heart of the projects |
| I was baptized on the block |
| No more orange pop, I’m drinkin' holy water |
| I could’ve swore I felt somethin' beat in me |
| I run away from love when it get too deep |
| I’m scared to love you back 'cause I might love too deep |
| I don’t wanna love you, girl, 'cause I won’t love you deep |
| Valentine, packin' 9, my lady want a dinner date |
| I ain’t have no time so I just took the bitch to Steak 'n Shake |
| The beat it got me in my feelings, vibin' to the rhythm |
| My ears a symphony but I don’t show no sympathy |
| Don’t let 'em kill your self esteem, they tryna kill your dignity |
| Niggas out here gamblin' wit they lives for some publicity |
| Damn, left my heart in these streets, I left the trick to treat |
| I’m scarred, lost my conscience to the block, it’s feelin' good to sleep |
| And I don’t need no court sentence |
| I love this beat so much I hope the Lord in it |
| Dreads in my head and they look like Devil horns in it |
| All my niggas be up in the business like them dorks in it |
| Drippin' on 'em, like a dinosaur I be so vintage |
| Drippin, you can’t get these in the store, yeah I’m so different |
| My clothes and my hoes different |
| These days I don’t know what I’m spendin' |
| These days I don’t know what I’m gettin' |
| I got blood on my Givenchy |
| Video vixen, so much bitches, these days I don’t know who I’m hittin' |
| I don’t even know what I’m sippin', I just know it’s kickin' in |
| Holler if you feelin' it |
| Lovin' and I’m thuggin' 'cause they both go hand in hand |
| Thuggin' cross the country, from the US to Switzerland |
| Booted like Shaquille O’Neal |
| You know the deal, I’m on the pill |
| I just tucked the .32 right in my Timberland |
| Holler if you feelin' it |
| That jigga kickin' in |
| Ain’t got no-kickin' in |
| Ain’t got no-kickin' in |
| Ain’t got no-kickin' in |
| Holler if you feelin' it |
| At the Last Supper got my plate first |
| At the Last Supper I got my plate first |
| I ain’t got no feelings |