Ay look, I say "I don't rap, I illustrate. I don't paint pictures, I picture-paint." Ha, this my motherf**in' album
Kodak Black-
Kodak Black-
The nineteen-year-old Pompano Beach rapper-
-is reportedly back in jail after he was arrested today in Broward County, Florida
-changed his plea from not guilty to no contest
-in the two terminal cases that have put his musical career on hold
-troubled rapper found himself back behind bars after violating the terms of his house arrest
Yeah
You know I'm a hot boy, but I ain't never lose my cool
The streets on fire, that's why I'm riding with my tool
1800 block boy, I'm quick to give a b**h the blues
I was already sentenced, before I came up out the womb
Streets done already sentenced me, before no cracker could
And I wonder why, when I'm just so f**ed up out the hood
And I wonder why, these n***as be hatin' on a G
When I'm the same lil' n***a, who gave you n***as a chance to eat
I had to do that time, could nobody do that sh** for me
When I was doin' that time, ain't nobody do that sh** with me
I miss my n***a Cool, I know right now he pro'ly sleep
One day at a time, ten toes down until you're free
Dyin' in a cell, every street n***a feel
I give everything back to have my n***a heal
I give everything back to have my n***a with me
I already know I had to [?] had my n***a with me
I ain't tryna see the pen, I'm tryna make a shape
Neighborhood hero, I'm the one gon' save the day
Chosen one, My folks depend on me to make a way
I do it for my n***a locked up doin' day for day
They gave Lil' Marky twenty-five, that's my man (ay)
Remember hittin' licks and runnin' up them bands (ay ay)
They gave Lil' Gra** sixteen years in the pen (ay)
For all my n***as locked up, I'm goin' H.A.A.M. (ay ay)
They gave [?] twenty years, free my n***a
They say Lil' Tracer gettin' out this December
I dropped fifty-five bands from my hand
They done let me out, so now I'm goin' H.A.A.M
Before he go back, [?] with the police (ay)
So that mean he goin' to court in these streets (ay ay)
He goin' to trial right there where he stands (ay)
For everybody that been wronged I want revenge (ay ay)
Dyin' in a cell, every street n***a feel
I give everything back to have my n***a heal
I give everything back to have my n***a with me
I already know I had to [?] had my n***a with me
I ain't tryna see the pen, I'm tryna make a shape
Neighborhood hero, I'm the one gon' save the day
Chosen one, My folks depend on me to make a way
I do it for my n***a locked up doin' day for day
This my motherf**in' album
Paintin' pictures man, lil' Kodak, you already know that