Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song When Vultures Cry, artist - Kodak Black.
Date of issue: 13.02.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
When Vultures Cry |
I guess you wasn’t nothin' different than them after all |
Booted up, Molly jolly, no Adderall |
I got tired of eatin' PB&J, noodle casserole |
All my niggas behind the wall |
All my niggas, they in the pen |
Or they in the grave |
Flyin' in the dove, nigga, fuck a Wraith |
This what it sound like |
Look what it sound like when a vulture cry |
Look what it sound like when a vulture cry |
Booted up, I’m high, booted up out my mind |
I’m booted up out my mind |
This what it sound like when a vulture cry |
This what it sound like when a vulture cry |
This what it sound like when I try to cry |
I be tryin' to cry |
When my niggas died, I was tryin' to cry |
When my niggas died, I couldn’t even watch you cry |
Jumped up out the womb like my daddy the devil |
My son jumped up out the womb like his daddy the devil |
Life’s been better |
I thank the Lord life’s been better |
Ever since I dropped up outta school, nigga, life’s been better |
Since I ran out with the tool just to get me some cheddar |
Had to jump out on a fool, whacked him, teach him a lesson |
Lil' nigga, I ain’t sparin' you, so I don’t need you to spare me |
I had jumped up off the porch headfirst, I was ready |
'Bout that fetty, take a nigga ass away from his family |
To hear my nigga tell it, man, that shit damn embarrassing |
Go back to hittin' licks, got me thuggin' in Maryland |
Smokin' gas, got my tank on 93 supreme |
Smokin' gas, drinkin' oil, no kerosene |
Had to fill all my guns up with blackheads |
Fill my guns up with diamonds, so I run the biz |
Fill my gums up with diamonds, look like gingivitis |
All this money got me lookin' like Illuminati |
He done caught his first body, swear he did enough |
You can’t tell him nothin', feel like he a real thug |
Even in the rap shit, I get real love |
But how you knowin' real love when you ain’t got a feeling? |
What you know about trust when you not feeling? |
I came up, now they pay a nigga top penny |
Birdman tryna give the kid a couple million |
Before Atlantic Records signed me, I was gettin' chicken |
I was scammin', I was plannin' on the same dream |
I got tired of baloney sandwich, no canteen |
Got tired of PB&J, noodle casserole |
I drink the coffee with the Molly, no Adderall |
I guess someone not different than him after all |
Stayin' focused on the cheddar, I be spazzin' now |
Why you think they call him Kodak Black? |
I be blackin' out |
These niggas want me in the box like I’m Pacquiao |
Losin' all my niggas, started drinkin' alcohol |
I jumped out the womb like my daddy the devil |
I walked up in the building like I’m young and I’m clever, yeah |
I walked up in the building like I’m young and I’m special, yeah |
I got a couple million, also tote a Beretta |
I dropped out of school just to get me some cheddar |
This what it sound like |
Look what it sound like when a vulture cry |
Look what it sound like when a vulture cry |
Booted up, I’m high, booted up out my mind |
I’m booted up out my mind |
This what it sound like when a vulture cry |
This what it sound like when a vulture cry |
This what it sound like when I try to cry |
I be tryin' to cry |
When my niggas died, I was tryin' to cry |
When my niggas died, I couldn’t even watch you cry |