Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin McCurtis
Songwriter
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Helluva
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I guess you was nothin' different than them after all
Booted up, molly jolly, no Adderall
I got tired of eatin' PB&J and noodle casserole
All my **** behind the wall
All my ****, they in the pen
Or they in the grave
Flyer than a dove, ****, fuck a Wraith
[Verse 2]
This what it sound like
This what it sound like when a vulture cry
This 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 I try to cry
[Verse 3]
I be tryin' to cry
When my **** died, I was tryin' to cry
When my **** died, I couldn't even watch you cry
[Verse 4]
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
[Verse 5]
Ever since I dropped up outta school, ****, life's been better
Since I ran out with the tool just to get me some cheddar
Had to jump out on a fool, we had to teach him a lesson
Lil' ****, I ain't explainin' to you, so I'm gon' need you to spill it
I had jumped up off the porch headfirst, I was ready
But the fed take a **** ass away from his family
To hear my **** tell it, man, that shit there embarrassin'
Go back to hittin' licks, got me thuggin' in Maryland
Smokin' gas, got my tank on 93 Supreme
Smokin' gas, drinkin' oil, no kerosene
I done filled all my guns up with blackheads
Filled my guns up with diamonds, so I run the biz
Filled my guns up with diamonds, look like gingivitis
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 know real love when you ain't got a feelin'?
What you know about trust when you not feelin'?
I came up, now they pay a **** top penny
Birdman tried 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 and noodle casserole
I drink the coffee with the Molly, no Adderall
I guess you weren't that different than him after all
Stayin' focused on the cheddar, I be spazzin' out
Why you think they call me Kodak Black? I be blackin' out
These **** want me in the books like I'm Pacquiao
Losin' all my ****, started drinkin' alcohol
I jumped out the womb like my daddy the devil
I walked up in the building like we know that I'm clever
Yeah, I walked up in the building like we know that I'm special
Yeah, I got a couple million, also totin' Berettas
I dropped out of school just to get me some cheddar
[Verse 6]
This what it sound like
This what it sound like when a vulture cry
This 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 I try to cry
[Verse 7]
I be tryin' to cry
When my **** died, I was tryin' to cry
When my **** died, I couldn't even watch you cry
Written by: Kodak Black, Martin McCurtis