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Lyrics Kodak Black – Versatile 2

Kodak Black Codeine Dreaming

Lyrics Kodak Black Versatile 2

Yeah you had to, you gotta back me up like one more time
Like I was just feeling that too much, I was too hype
You know what I mean, like n—-s knew we went out
Like I was lying, I got blood in my eyes I can’t see
I’m blind
“Blood in my eyes”

F–k that s–t I’m tired of you n—-s
I can’t fake a vibe with you n—-s
I see it in your faces in your eyes why you bitter?
God I hate the way I liked you n—-s
You can’t relate ’cause y’all some slimy lil’ n—-s
I knew I’m wasting time with you n—-s
I had the view but I’ll play blind with you n—-s
And I’m so true i had to cut ties with you n—-s
Ooh I feel like sliding on you n—-s
In my studio, session time a lil’ quicker
You want it ,and it come down to it I’ll kill ya
The only person I respect is my sister

Lol, I ain’t got no sister
That’s so funny that s–t so funny I ain’t got no sister
Violating, risked my life for you n—-s
Before probation I risked my life for you n—-s
We done been in situations and you b-tched up
N—a I done even saved my big bruh
N—a I done even saved my big cuz’
Get my own , n—a i need no more liquor
Oh my God, just had tunnel vision
Got blood in my eyes, I feel like killing
I just feel like shooting for no reason
I’m smart but I feel like getting stupid for no reason
People say you talented you lyrical
Like I’m juggling, I’m balancing this s–t bruh
Sometimes I just wanna hit a n—a s–t up

When I think about the s–t a n—a did when I was six bruh
I just called you seven times you ain’t pick up
I know you saw me n—a you just posted a picture
I have one problem I ain’t running with you n—-s
Bladder problem, can’t find nothing in my system
You can’t even find drugs in my system
I took a dump and flushed the love out my system
Suck your teeth and roll your eyes at me n—a
Imma act like I ain’t see cause you my n—a
This the last time I’m showing my teeth to you n—-s
I can’t even speak to you n—-s
Cause you won’t look me in my eyes in the center

So I had to put it on a beat for you n—-s
Then I’m gon’ play it on repeat for you n—-s
I just put it on an instrumental
You know this ain’t no subliminal
You know I’m a real criminal
I ride for you n—-s
I done risked my life for you n—-s
I ain’t even surprised of you n—-s
Wake him up with a big old fife to his temple
I done seen blood that ain’t s–t
I done seen a puddle of that s–t
I done been through way so much s–t
I was way too young for that s–t
Ya’ll prolly think I’m done on this s–t?
Cause I was way too young for this s–t
I fell in love with guns as a jit
So guess what I wanted to bust in this s–t
It f—-d my head up, It f—-d my mental
It f—-d my intellect it f—-d my head up

Got me walking around here like I’m invincible
Got me walking around here with a pistol
In the radio station but I got a pistol
And I’m out in class with a pistol
If a n—a laugh i get p—-d off
I’m so f—-d up n—a laugh I be p—-d off
Dr Mason said he ain’t seen me in a while
I’m Haitian so n—a i beat that trial
N—a I been a star, lil’ n—a jacking cars
N—a I’ve been on TV hit the news as a child
I hate selling drugs s–t ain’t fun
Bout to run down on a n—a with the gun
Don’t let these rappers fool you they be lying
N—a it ain’t cool to catch no body

I been gripping poles and kicking doors but don’t be spittin about it
I almost said ”F–k this rap s–t!” fell in love with violence ooh
Its a thrill like a pill getting high and vibing
Cut through your neck like it’s a violin ooh
Keep this beat there right, d–n why you stopped it? ooh
I’m free styling oof i just feel it in my body yeah
I ain’t right I don’t give a f–k if I’m rhyming
Bring the beat back in run the beat back in
D–n I’m slidin, I’m versatilin
“one day you gon die boy one day you gon die b—h”
When it really come from your heart n—a you ain’t even gotta write it
All my life I’ve been solid
I’m conditioned, I’m authentic , n—a I’m solid
Don’t be ’round me if you ain’t ready to catch no body
They tried to come ask me about that body, n—a I stayed silent
“Man this s–t stopping, bring that beat back in let me slide it ”
And I was facing charges, I ain’t know nothing ’bout it
Aye, n—-s, aye , about you n—-s

Aye engineer you got all that? you got all this , make sure you get all this
Keep the ‘K I’m slanging K cause I got knowlegde
Trust me you don’t know me no more, you don’t know where my mind is
You just wanna pop all of my molly
You just wanna f–k all of these thotties
You just wanna f–k all of these strippers
You just wanna eat up all my jiggas
I already know of all you n—-s
You ain’t finna run down with that pistol
I’m the one who got a career
But I’ll keep that pistol on my rear
And the pistol on my hip, yeah and I’ll let it rip
I’ll let it spit, yeah as I’m doing now
Lay a n—a down, yeah why I’m doing that?

Is you stupid Black? yeah I’m stupid Jack
Yeah I do this music crap , I don’t care about music rep
When it come to disrespect? Imma let that toolie clap
Trust me n—a I already know how I’m living
I already know about animosity
I done been in jail, I done been out here I done been, somewhere else
Yeah, I done been in hell
N—a I already know about resentment
N—a I already know about envy
Yeah, ratchet ooh I’ll whack a fool in an instant
Bad dude like I’m snaggletooth quick to go to spitting before I call my
Burn some incense
Lotta evil on my mind but i got minions
No matter how much money I got, I can’t forget s–t
I done did s–t, I can’t forget s–t
I gotta live wit it forever, I gotta live wit it forever

I’m counting all these birds, d–n 160
I’m 160 check the s–t heavy, I need another brand designer healthy
Forgive me, ain’t got forgiveness me but Got could you forgive me
So much evil on my mind, there’s so much s–t i want to say but I don’t want to speak it into existence
You know, you know it existed
Music been done saved my life up that’s my wishlist
Cause I could be the world’s youngest sniper, with a hit-list
No no no no I don’t wanna live like that
No no no no no I don’t wanna get like that
No no no no no don’t make me get like that
No no please don’ t no don’t let me get like that
Lord please, please cause please turned out to squeeze
I don’t wanna squeeze I don’t wanna squeeze I wanna ride on the beat

Set the bed up in this booth cause I don’t ever wanna leave
Send my records to the moon and really care about a G
And I already know about you n—-s
Y’all just wanna drink up all my liquor
I already know about you thotties, ya’ll just wanna have a good time
You ain’t even gotta tell me I know something on your mind
You ain’t even gotta tell me I heard it through the grape vine
For you n—-s and you b—–s – I ain’t f—–g with your vibe
I already know that you be lying
Girl you suck that d–k so good so fine
I already know that you ain’t mine
Uh yeah, I ain’t f—–g with your kind

And you ain’t gotta bring the beat back b-b-but this how Imma finish this s–t up
Why i’m the one who riding with a pistol
Why the f–k I’m toting pistol
Why the f–k I’m riding with a pistol
You don’t give a f–k about this s–t huh? yeah
You ain’t ready to die about this s–t huh?
Its Sniper Gang this s–t ain’t music this how I live huh
I don’t give a f–k n—a imma die about this s–t
You don’t feel the same way how I feel huh?
You ain’t ready to die ain’t ready to kill huh?



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