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[Intro]
Remember hitting licks and I’ma saying this man
And I just got my mom a Mercedes Benz
Helluva
Helluva one
Helluva

[Hook]
Helluva he always keep a helluva one
I can’t love you back cause that’s a helluva love
Never cheat on me cause I ain’t regular
I’m wondering if they real the way they say they are
Yeah, Helluva he always keep a helluva one
I can’t love you back cause that’s a helluva love
Never cheat on me cause I ain’t regular
I’m wondering if they real the way they say they are

[Verse 1]
Yeah I just got my mom a new Mercedes Benz
Said I don’t like that [?]
I roll it and I face it up
She can’t keep no job with her lil lazy self
She can’t get no job with her lil lazy self
I [?] turned up with my crazy self
I get so much money with my ugly ass
You’ll run up on me, I’ma bust his ass
I might self destruct because I love to spaz
You think I’m walking death because I stay in my bed
I’m fresh to death I’m putting it nigga in the bag
I break my momma heart and put it in the cast
I’m bleeding when I’m stepping I might need a nurse
I hop out kill the scene and put it in the dirt
Kodak Black I never hesitate to yellow tape
I hop out kill the scene and put it on a shirt

[Hook]
Helluva he always keep a helluva one
I can’t love you back cause that’s a helluva love
Never cheat on me cause I ain’t regular
I’m wondering if they real the way they say they are
Yeah, Helluva he always keep a helluva one
I can’t love you back cause that’s a helluva love
Never cheat on me cause I ain’t regular
I’m wondering if they real the way they say they are

[Verse 2]
Page 57 that’s a special [?]
I hope I go to heaven cause I’m not the devil
I pull up crack your melon and I roll up a blunt
I’m getting this cheese I call it sandwich that is on a crossiant
All these niggas just be clapping just be smacking niggas
I was really clapping like I ran off a plug
Doing fraud is my advantage I be in them funds
Rapping is my habit I be rapping for fun
They think I’m from Milwaukee I hit the [?] got a [?]
She think I’m acting cocky I can’t love you I cannot just lust
I just lust, I don’t get too passionate
Play too many games I wanna whack a bitch

[Hook]
Helluva he always keep a helluva one
I can’t love you back cause that’s a helluva love
Never cheat on me cause I ain’t regular
I’m wondering if they real the way they say they are
Yeah, Helluva he always keep a helluva one
I can’t love you back cause that’s a helluva love
Never cheat on me cause I ain’t regular
I’m wondering if they real the way they say they are

[Intro]
Ladies and gentlemen
All that lil’ slick shit, all that lil’ fake ass shit
Now I be readin’ that shit, man
Y’all don’t really fuck with me, ayy, ayy, ayy
You don’t really fuck with me
So stop actin’ like you fuck with me
‘Cause I ain’t gon’ act like I fuck with you
And put that shit on wax
Ayy

[Verse]
Ayy, you don’t really fuck with me, so you could just cut it out
I see you know I peep what you all about
You ain’t fuckin’ over me, I rather fuck your mouth
You just wanna roll with me and soak up all my clout
Gettin’ tried of niggas reachin’ out and tryna talk
So much flavor, all these haters keep on droppin’ salt
(Ooh, I fuck with that)
I ain’t even write it down, Red Skelton
Laugh out loud, uh, clown, uh
I ain’t never go through no heart surgery (uh, yuh, yuh)
‘Cause I can’t see no lil’ hoe hurtin’ me (ayy, ayy)
But I done broke some hearts, ask my clergy, B (ayy, ayy)
I’m like how the fuck this nigga in front of me? (ayy, ayy)
I’m like what the fuck, this nigga been watchin’ me?
Like how this nigga sittin’ here tellin’ me about me?
Antoneisha say I was fightin’ in my dream (ayy)
That lil’ bitch hustlin’ say I’m fightin’ in my sleep (yuh, yuh)
Got three angels on my team fightin’ demons
Lil’ bih, nigga, I kill, stealin’, I be cheatin’ (yeah, nah, nah)
Ain’t no grim, yeah, but I be reapin’ (ayy, yuh)
Ayy, it’s Valentine’s Day, but I’m Halloweenin’ (yuh)
I spin, bend, merry-go-round
Even when I’m married, nigga, I’m hoein’ around
I don’t believe in karma, that shit, that’s luck
‘Cause I done let out rounds, and it come back around (yeah)
Identity theft (yeah, yeah, skrr, skrr)
That’s my occupation, I love to pop checks (identity theft)
I was the first in the ring, a Rolls Royce in my projects (yeah, ooh, ooh)
Don’t get me wrong, I love myself, but I love identity theft (ayy, ayy)
They ask me what’s my hobby, bitch, identity theft
I be runnin’ up that money, gotta take a deep breath
I know what’s up, I keep my ear to the streets like I’m a elf
Fuck it, I’m writin’ now, iPhone 7S
No, I ain’t like you Internet clowns, this a real bulletproof vest
I’m conditioned to the streets, grew up to the streets
I done grew up ‘fore I ever went through puberty
I just gave a fool that business with that foolery
Start jackin’ niggas and whackin’ niggas, first I was snatchin’ jewelry
I bag a nigga like groceries
Watch how you approachin’ me
Fuck you, hoe, you could leave, ain’t no emotions to me
Drop a hoe like a 14
I’m posted up, Dope Boy Ree’s
I gave my heart to the streets
But I got a soft spot for my old G

[Outro]
HBK, heartbreak kid, February 14 (yeah)
HBK, Heart Break Kodak, February 14 (yeah)
Touch everybody ’round the country, February 14
Yeah, I’m lovin’, and I’m thuggin’, February 14
On that coffee and that cocoa, I ain’t on codeine
I ain’t been on no lean, February 14
Yeah, my trigger finger itchin’, you would think I’m a dope fiend
February 14, yeah, this February 14 (ayy)

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And twelve of us, 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

[Verse 1]
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’ beatin’ 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 day
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 what 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

[Intro]
That’s my baby she from Laudy
That’s my baby she from Holly
That’s my baby she from Laudy

[Verse]
That’s my baby she from Laudy
I’m gone pick up I’m gone pull up when she call me
I’m gone pick up I’m gone pull up in a Audi
I got ice cubes where my heart be
I be freezing I be drowning
I was cheating and she saw me
Assault rifle in the laundry
I tried to hide it but she found it
All you wanna do is doubt
All you ever do is doubt me
You just with me for my clout
I ain’t stupid young and naughty
All this dripping like a fountain
Dead presidents look like a mountain
Drip drip, I’m drippin like I’m [?]
I’m dripping like I’m [?]
I be smoking on a plane, gaggin
Kodak I’ma hop out on a band wagon
Aye I be geeking like I’m [?]
I be preaching like I’m Al Sharpton
I’m so litty like a [?]
I’m so lit they call me Remy Martin
I’m so lit I crashed and dipped hard
I’m so lit I broke her damn heart
I’m so lit I don’t know when the jam start
I’m so lit I don’t feel my damn heart
My lil lady she from [?]
My lil lady out the Nolia
She be right here like she posed to
She my favorite cause we Nolia
That’s my baby that’s my soldier
Restaurant we eating like we starving
At the fountain blue we drink like we flounder
I’m from the No but my lil hoe from Laudy
She be like rest in peace to Martin
My lil lady she from [?]
She be like get that money bae fuck what they all say
My dick be stuck on hard I’m fuckin with her all day
I’m eating calamari fuck the rari this a Audi R8
I promise I ain’t fuck her she just suck my dick that’s all bae
I’m sorry I ain’t fuck her she just suck my dick that’s all
We got the same birthday that’s my twin like that’s my dawg
Bending corners through reveers shawty from the raw
And I hit her raw cause she clean like she be mopping
And I hit her raw cause she clean like she do laundry
My lil baby raw she be dripping at my closet
My lil baby raw she be dripping like she faucet
That lil pussy wet that pussy wet just like she [?]
A-E-I-O-U she make me wanna say my vowels
And in my mind its all for you its gone be you cause I be vowing
They kicked me out of school but I ain’t no fool cause I got honors
Ain’t go to college but I ain’t no fool just cause I’m from the projects
I’m bending corners with that tool I keep that what you call it
Bending corners with that wooly keep that what you call
Leave the scenery she break her neck she see me, drop her draws
She say “Kodak you my favorite, how it feel to be a star?”
All this shit just a façade, its Hollywood, shit ain’t real
Say bae this Hollywood this shit ain’t real
I’m really in the streets these niggas industry they ain’t real
These niggas Hollywood, they Beverly Hills
These niggas sucking meat for a deal
I’m dying on my feet fore I take a kneel
But my lil lady she from Laudy

[Intro]
Like-like-like-like
I’m-I’m-I’m through with this shit, like
This shit ain’t even workin’, bae
This shit ain’t gon’ work, I ain’t gon’ lie to you
Murda on the beat so it’s not nice
Like this shit that we got goin’ on so rusty, dog, you can’t even polish it
Like I ain’t even gon’ lie, bae, I don’t see no future in us
I ain’t like these other dudes, I’ma give this shit to you with no autotune, yeah
Fuck a slurpee I’m so smooth

[Chorus]
Been runnin’ out of love for you lately (out of L-O-V-E)
I don’t wanna fuck wit’ you no more (Baby I’m T-I-R-E-D)
I ain’t got no hope in us baby (Ain’t got no H-O-P-E)
It don’t make no sense tryna hold on (Baby I’m tired. baby I’m tired, there ain’t no we)
Been runnin’ out of love for you lately (There ain’t no hope, there ain’t no us, there ain’t no we)
I don’t wanna fuck wit’ you no more (There ain’t no we)
I ain’t got no hope in us baby (There ain’t no we)
It don’t make no sense tryna hold on

[Verse 1]
I’ve been runnin’ out of reasons, right now I don’t even care
I’ve been runnin’ out of feelings [?]
I don’t know how the fuck I’m breathin’ ’cause I’m runnin’ out of breath
Got me runnin’ out of love, I been runnin’ out of air
I’ve been runnin’ out of trust, you ain’t worthy
Fell into some feelings now I’m dirty
Brush me off, dust it off
Shut your mouth, cut it out
I was kickin’ in doors and runnin’ out
That’s the same way I’m runnin’ out on you
Drinkin’ my heart out, poured it out for you
I done even cut my homies out for you
I done even cut my buddies out for you
I done even cut my cousin out for you
Caught myself [?]
Caught myself like Randy Moss
I ain’t got time I’m windin’ out
Done did enough time, been in and out

[Chorus]
Been runnin’ out of love for you lately (out of L-O-V-E)
I don’t wanna fuck wit’ you no more (Baby I’m T-I-R-E-D)
I ain’t got no hope in us baby (Ain’t got no H-O-P-E)
It don’t make no sense tryna hold on (Baby I’m tired. baby I’m tired, there ain’t no we)
Been runnin’ out of love for you lately (There ain’t no hope, there ain’t no us, there ain’t no we)
I don’t wanna fuck wit’ you no more (There ain’t no we)
I ain’t got no hope in us baby (There ain’t no we)
It don’t make no sense tryna hold on

[Verse 2]
Keep tryna check my cellular
Girl you got me thinkin’ ’bout branchin’ off
Nah, this ain’t her, you way off
Baby this Jake from Statefarm
Got too much fishes in this water
Too much fish to worry ’bout ya
Too much fish to fry a piranha
Rather make a song than argue
You wanna fuss until tomorrow
Leave me alone I’m droppin’ a album
Blowin’ me up, I’m droppin’ a verse
Put my phone on “Do Not Disturb”
I’ve been runnin’ out of love
I’ve been runnin’ out of words
Tired of askin’ you “What’s the matter?”
‘Cause matters gettin’ worse
I’m ’bout to kick you to the curb, skrrt skrrt
Lately I ain’t been in your skirt, skirt, skirt
You would rather ask [?] for a skirt
I’d rather pull up in a verse, skrrt skrrt
In traffic bent, I’m swerving
You flaggin’, baby, you perkin’
I got a bag, but you can’t [?]
We ain’t lastin’, this ain’t workin’

[Chorus]
Been runnin’ out of love for you lately (out of L-O-V-E)
I don’t wanna fuck wit’ you no more (Baby I’m T-I-R-E-D)
I ain’t got no hope in us baby (Ain’t got no H-O-P-E)
It don’t make no sense tryna hold on (Baby I’m tired. baby I’m tired, there ain’t no we)
Been runnin’ out of love for you lately (There ain’t no hope, there ain’t no us, there ain’t no we)
I don’t wanna fuck wit’ you no more (There ain’t no we)
I ain’t got no hope in us baby (There ain’t no we)
It don’t make no sense tryna hold on