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Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dieuson Octave
Dieuson Octave
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Drum Dummie
Drum Dummie
Producer

Lyrics

This gotta be a Tag Team production
If you ain't ridin', don't even act like you ridin'
'Cause I ain't tryna be out here wastin' my time
Keep it real, don't leave me in the blind
'Cause I ain't tryna be out here thinkin' you mine (So deep)
Don't be having me out here thinkin' you ridin'
If I can't call on you, stop bangin' my line
I don't want nobody be feedin' me lies
'Cause I don't even like to swallow my pride
Free Lil' Kooda, he walk 'round with that .9 ('Round with that .9)
Free Lil' Kooda, man they gave him a dime (Gave him a dime)
I like when you suck my dick while I drive (Dick while I drive)
But let a **** know is you really gon' ride
Is you really gon' ride, even if they flat all our tires
We hoppin' cars and hotwires, 'til we get a brand new S5
I still fuck wit Lil' Robert, he knew me since I was five
Ain't even lookin' at yo ass, I got my eyes on the prize
You ain't got lie to kick it, you can leave, you can stay
And whoever told you that I needed you, anyway?
I ain't talkin' 'bout no suit, I'll call a whole new case
I just wrote my **** Cool, like let me know if you straight
You be actin' like you real, but you know damn well you fake
I'm just thinkin' 'bout 'lil Jackboy, it's his birthday today
I might cop the Q8, we just got a new place
I keep my heart pumpin' blood, all you lil' **** Koolaid
If you ain't ridin', don't even act like you ridin'
'Cause I ain't tryna be out here wastin' my time
Keep it real, don't leave me in the blind
'Cause I ain't tryna be out here thinkin' you mine (So deep)
Don't be having me out here thinkin' you ridin'
If I can't call on you, stop bangin' my line
I don't want nobody be feedin' me lies
'Cause I don't even be like to swallow my pride
Keep it real with me, don't know why you lyin'
You out here thuggin', but you scared to do time
I kept it real with you, I never been slime
They don't know how I stayed up on the ground
What I had to do to survive, 'cause all they see is the shine
They don't see these bags under my eyes, they see the paint on my ride
When I was down, bad on my lonely, where were you, were you there?
When I was lost and I was lonely, where were you, did you care?
Don't be having me out here thinkin' you for me, when you theirs
You would hate to see me win, I know you want me to fail
Went to school, got expelled, jumped off the porch I was twelve
I ain't going back to jail, no more thuggin' I swear
You want loyalty, but you ain't even loyal yourself
You a clown, you went down fuckin' told on yo' self
That's why my circle so tight, 'cause I ain't fuck wit' you squares
Them cold nights in that cell, where were you was you there?
If you ain't ridin', don't even act like you ridin'
'Cause I ain't tryna be out here wastin' my time
Keep it real, don't leave me in the blind
'Cause I ain't tryna be out here thinkin' you mine
Don't be having me out here thinkin' you ridin'
If I can't call on you, stop bangin' my line
I don't want nobody be feedin' me lies (Change those beats.com)
'Cause I don't even be like to swallow my pride
Written by: Bill K. Kapri
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