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[Intro]
I guess you and I different than them after all
Booted up, Molly [?], 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 [?], nigga, fuck a Wraith

[Chorus]
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 a child 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

[Verse]
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 explainin’ to you, so I don’t need you to spell it
I had jumped up off the porch headfirst, I was ready
But the feds 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 guns up with diamonds, look like catchin’ bodies
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 dog
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 Atlanta 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, [?], I be spazzin’ now
Why you think they call him Kodak Black? I be blackin’ out
These niggas want me in the books 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 [?], yeah
I walked up in the building [?], yeah
I got a couple million, also tote a Beretta
I dropped out of school just to get me some cheddar

[Chorus]
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 a child 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

[Intro]
Yeah I said so, so who drove him?
That shit crazy, man
Who drove him to the hospital?
Cause I’m in here trying to make a love song and shit
Like I get this bad news

[Verse]
I just got the call before I heard the beat
They just shot my dog like why it had to be
But it ain’t getting to me, cause nothing can’t get to me
Cause that’s what the streets [?], the world gon’ keep going
I’m really disappointed but a nigga gone keep focused
It’s like he already told me, it’s like he had a warning
But it come anyway, even if that heater on him
Ain’t gotta creep up on him cause I gotta feed the soldiers
I don’t know when I’m finna reap what I sow
So baby show me all your love before I go
This wasn’t ‘posed to be no thug song bae
This was ‘posed to be our love song bae
Got me thinking bout getting my gun and going bae
Got me thinking about putting my gloves on [?]
I be getting in that pussy without no glove on, wait
I’m raw dogging now I will never go stray
I got a lot to say but I don’t know where to start
I might break off from a nigga but I won’t break your heart
At least not on purpose, now you can’t even hurt me
I done took so much pain, now I just endure it
I don’t even need a perky, this shit isn’t gone even be working
Two extendos let one go pop in another 30
I done fucked up and got into deep thuggin
You the one, the one that made me feel something
My intention was to get in the booth and start singing
But once I walked inside the booth my phone started ringing
Ain’t answer cause I’m trying to vibe and talk to my lady
Lemme put you on hold real quick, man you niggas talking crazy
Like why you calling me? I’m trying to do RnB
But now I gotta mix it up, I’m holding two conversations
Don’t you know this album’s ‘posed to be for all the cuties
Now you calling me, got me in here talking ’bout a shooting
Fuck it leave him clueless, I don’t like to express myself
Fuck it he ain’t do it and I know that very well
Yeah, once I got a call I got the beat too
I couldn’t finish the song and I couldn’t go to sleep too
Went home my brother told me something else, they creep too
That shit deep too, threw me for a loop
I done got exposed to the life way too young
I ain’t paralyzed but the street done turned me numb
Like nothing gon’ even move me, but baby you make me run
I’m talking murder music, and make you fall in love
I’m heartless but I save you a piece
Hold up bae don’t hang up got somebody calling me

[Intro]
Ayy, Ben, I always call you when I need a hit, man
I call you when I need to roll one
I call you when I need to roll one
You call me when you need to hold something

[Verse 1]
You only call me when you need a loan
And I’m only talkin’ murder on my other phone
She be right here like she posted
And I’m havin’ ruffles on my shoulder
You know I love to shine, so my gun plated gold
[?] high, got me on my tippy toes
I’m already zombie, I ain’t gotta sell my soul, baby
Own a mansion, now my last home done got old
I be totin’ pole, I’m pourin’ a four, I’m rollin’ mold
Flyin’ [?], nigga be flyin’ cold
And I’m takin’ money with the dope now
I promise I’m a junkie on the dope now
Takin’ Molly got me takin’ souls
Takin’ Molly fucked me up, I know
I know I’m a zombie on Earth, I’m a [?]
And I’m bringin’ hell on Earth for these hoes
Put my heaven on Earth for my whole baby
I love my old girl, I love my old lady
Lookin’ in my rear view, I ain’t paranoid, I’m on point
In the club, twenty on my legs, but I’m [?]
She said, “Kodak, is you flyer than my nigga?” uh huh
Police asked if I know what happened to that nigga, uh uh
They like, “Really, it ain’t none of your goddamn business?” noneya
You niggas got the same drip, I’m drippin’ custom
Kill a nigga broad daylight just for custom
Kill a nigga right in public ’bout my brothers
I don’t play no games, you could miss me with the fun
‘Cause I got a AR-15 in the trunk
Lil’ nigga, but I beat it like I’m puntin’
I parked the Wraith, then I pulled up in a [?]
Sniper Gang Taliban, I’m a dog, yeah
Remember hittin’ stores, hidin’ in a [?], yeah
Jump out with my orange ski mask like I’m pumpkin
I run out on you faggot ass niggas, y’all be punkin’
Even though I’m little, I be makin’ big boy moves
They know that I’m little, so I got a lot to prove
I done transformed from that nigga to that [?]
Talkin’ ’bout that I’m gon’ need you on the [?]

[Verse 2]
[?]
Talkin’ ’bout that I’m ‘gon need you on a T-shirt
That money talk, you niggas teeth hurt
I’m gon’ need you on a T-shirt, yeah
Molly pink on it, yuh
My momma call Bill, I kill to pay the bills, I swear
My momma named me Jason, see me in your sleep, nightmare
My family called me God’s son, ’cause I’m gon’ need bloodshed
Yuh, I’m gon’ need your whole head
’90s baby, I ain’t got no respect for the old heads
Sniper Gang, most of my niggas done gone fed
I ain’t Tweetin’, pussy nigga, I know you scared
Catch me slidin’ in the decoy, fuck a Maybach
She said, “Do you fuck with d-boy?” that was way back
I split yo’ ass, I put your top right where your tape at
I’m ’bout that gun play, got a AK in the Maybach
I lost my homie to a gunman
I lost my other homie ’cause I found money
I’m SG, 13 is done with
I’m jumpin’ out the [?], I got done with it

[Intro]
Yes, Yes I’m your blessing ma
Mama I know
Sometimes I act crazy but I’m still your baby
The projects made me like this you can’t blame me

[Verse]
Mama I’m still your baby but the streets corrupt me
I’m sorry I fell in love with guns, I fell in love with thuggin’
I’m cluthin’, I keep that Colt .45 everyday like Tony Dungy
I shoulda just listened to what you said but I don’t really like instructions
I don’t be wantin’ to hear nothing
Cause I was lookin’ up to my cousin
They was in and out of jail, that was all I seen
So I knew what I wanted to be as a youngin’
Mama said she hate my stumblin’
Why I gotta be so grumpy
When it comes to anger don’t rush it
You gonna end up in a dungeon
I hate my attitude but I love him
Cause I don’t really be with that fuck shit
Mama I’m fried, I be just trynna vibe
I don’t really be trynna get no [?]
Sittin’ back sippin’ on Hennessey
Niggas trynna drain out my energy
Ain’t no bad vibe in these premises
I can feel the vibe you envy me
Trynna stay level-headed keep my head straight
But the devil he don’t want to see me go the better way
Deep in my heart lookin’ for the love I had
My heart was gold but these dirty streets turned it black
I was a good lil’ nigga life turned me bad
Can’t show sympathy, I might get whacked
On probation but I know I got to stay strap
Went on a lick geek, I forgot my face mask
Went on a lick geek, turn up on a nigga ass
When they let me out VA, I had 30 stash
Poppin’ fraud cause this rap shit wasn’t bringin’ cash
Always takin’ care of my mama cause she all I had
You would think a boy roller bladin’
How I skated so much around my vacations
I coulda got draft to the Patriots
NFL, run up on me get deflated
Drop some but I caught a lot of cases
I don’t rap, goin’ up top on a safety
I pray that y’all [?] save me
Lately, I been goin’ back crazy
Maybe if you be my lady
I might stop all this ragin’
Baby can you be my lady
I just been sittin’ here thinkin’
Wonder if you could be my lady
I be goin’ through some phases
I don’t even know what phase is
Everybody round me changin’
I was just talkin’ about this to my partna them
I just gave a pussy ass hoe a compliment
Thought she was a thousand, I just start to like the bit
9 dollar bill that ain’t real she counterfeit

[Outro]
My nigga I was so close of wifin’ it
I ain’t brought it in, she’s triflin’
All along she was just a body bitch
She a slimey bit, she a grimey bitch
She conniving, she a slumpey bitch
Don’t go out like that, she a nat
Fall back Black she a nat
Don’t go out like that she a nat

[Intro: Kodak Black]
Be what you wanna be
This love right right here stings
She yellow like Bumble Bee

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
Hope you fuckin’ wit’ me, girl I fuck with you
With me in one of these cities, but do what you wanna do
But be what you wanna be, you make summer breeze
This love right right here stings, she yellow like Bumble Bee
Hope you fuckin’ wit’ me, girl I fuck with you
With me in one of these cities, but do what you wanna do
But be what you wanna be, you make summer breeze
This love right right here stings, she yellow like Bumble Bee

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
I think I might wife that girl, I might buy her a ring
I’m talkin’ ’bout all white fur, that’s somethin’ up my sleeve
I don’t wanna watch you leave me, I don’t wanna see you go
I’d rather them poke my eyes out than to see you go
I don’t wanna watch you leave, bae I wanna plant a seed
Baby I sold you weed, baby we could grow a tree
I ain’t ever chase no bitch, but, baby, I’ma chase my dreams
‘Cause everytime I go to sleep, I see you in my dreams
I’ll even let you use me, baby if you wanna use me
I don’t care what you doin, I’ma support your movement
They call me stupid, so? Know what I’m doin’ though
Don’t care that she a hoe, wanna be with this hoe

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
Hope you fuckin’ wit’ me, girl I fuck with you
With me in one of these cities, but do what you wanna do
But be what you wanna be, you make summer breeze
This love right right here stings, she yellow like Bumble Bee
Hope you fuckin’ wit’ me, girl I fuck with you
With me in one of these cities, but do what you wanna do
But be what you wanna be, you make summer breeze
This love right right here stings, she yellow like Bumble Bee

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
Young Tory
I can make you feel something, shorty, make you feel somethin’
You can pull up on a nigga when you wanna feel somethin’
You can pull up on a nigga just to keep it real or somethin’
Chill or somethin’, spend time with a nigga and you keep it trill or somethin’, yeah
Shawty there make my head change, I’ma put her in a red Range
She was there when the feds came, fuck her and I made her head swing
Pull up on her in a new Vs, with the 2-3s and my Gucci
Beat the pussy right up out the bed frame
That shit is good, that shit is mine, yeah
That was your broad, that was your tape, but you a facade, yeah
Switch it up and let it fall, yeah, I never stall, yeah
She hella pretty with the blonde hair, I’m tryna get it for the long year

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
Hope you fuckin’ wit’ me, girl I fuck with you
With me in one of these cities, but do what you wanna do
But be what you wanna be, you make summer breeze
This love right right here stings, she yellow like Bumble Bee
Hope you fuckin’ wit’ me, girl I fuck with you
With me in one of these cities, but do what you wanna do
But be what you wanna be, you make summer breeze
This love right right here stings, she yellow like Bumble Bee