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Fuck You Too

Kodak Black

When I Was Dead


Uh, Kodak, let's do It
Uh, yeah, for sure
Get right
Um, yeah, um, yeah, for sure
Yeah, let's do it

I'm at peace with myself
I don't need nobody to make me happy
Still waitin' for thangs don't value me
Where were you when I couldn't stay out
that county jail for nothin'
and everybody used to laugh at me?
From home boys to the broads, everybody left me scarred
Goin' 'round lookin' for anybody who can fix my broken heart
Wakin' up when it's dark
Late walks at the park
Goin' 'round lookin' for anybody who can fix my broken heart

I was in the street, like, who want it?
Hit the bank like blue hundreds
Niggas tryna play me, bitches tryna play me
tighten up, who dummy?
I ain't playing 'bout me, I'm protectin' my peace
Not even police can take it from me
Tell them niggas to slide, I be here ready
to die where a new me is waitin' for me
I was fifteen I know that
I pull up stolo gold Jag'
I was in Lauderdale, fuck niggas tried me
when I drawed, I shot the whole scab
That's a magnum, Tre fifty-seven
I went Camry to the McLaren
Yeah, I'm twenty-six, thirteen, six
but Syko, that's my Five, that millionaire
Ain't no play with him, nah not that one
I want red rum, spell that backwards
Before you make it the ho' come after
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Real stepper, I keep in my step
y'all already know how I fly, I'm a vulture, I'm a bird
All snakes gettin' ate, all of them gotta die, on my mama
That's my word (On my Z)

I'm at peace with myself
I don't need nobody to make me happy
Still waitin' for thangs don't value me
Where were you when I couldn't stay out
that county jail for nothin'
and everybody used to laugh at me?
From home boys to the broads
everybody left me scarred
Goin' 'round lookin' for anybody who can fix my broken heart
Wakin' up when it's dark
Late walks at the park
Goin' 'round lookin' for anybody who can fix my broken heart

Feel at peace with myself at the moment
Worry 'bout me, then my family and money
Back then I used just wanted, to be wanted
Now, I don't give a fuck on my lonely, I'm thuggin'
I done seen a few killers turn snitches
I had some of my hitters turn bitches
I've been chillin' and keepin' my distance
It ain't 'bout the skrilla, I'm servin' no interest
You can leave and get whacked, I ain't trippin'
Chase the sack, ain't runnin' after no bitche
Codeine sippin', it no more Actavis, but I'm activated
Been in shootouts, got shot close distance
I can't die, I ain't done with my mission
Promethazine kickin' my ass
I'm overturnt, I get past faded
For everybody cross me, I'm gon' make sure
'fore I go, I'm be compensatin'
Now, I only allow myself
where I am appreciated, not tolerated
Big stepper, real stepper
Keep pep in my step, y'all already know
how I fly, I'm a vulture, I'm a bird
All snakes gettin' ate
All of 'em gotta die on my mama
that's my word (My Z, nigga)

I'm at peace with myself
I don't need nobody to make me happy
Still waitin' for thangs don't value me
Where were you when I couldn't stay out
that county jail for nothin'
and everybody used to laugh at me?
From home boys to the broads
everybody left me scarred
Goin' 'round lookin' for anybody who can fix my broken heart
Wakin' up when it's dark
Late walks at the park
Goin' 'round lookin' for anybody who can fix my broken heart
Compositores: Bill Kapri, Derek Garcia (Dyryk) (BMI), Max Field Perry (BMI), Russell Brian PochopEditor: We Made You Hot Publishing (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #41396942 em 05/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM

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