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kodak black - sharp vibes lyrics

[verse 1]
you n+ggas so f+cked up, they think when you f+cked up, you realer
that money move, i ain’t really gotta pull no trigger
these b+tches was sleepin’ on me, now they bitin’ the pillow
i ain’t gotta prove no point, n+ggas know i’m a k!ller (l beats)
these n+ggas so f+cked up, they think when you broke, you ’bout that
say, these n+ggas tweakin’, i told ’em say less, i got that
these b+tches be f+cked up, ain’t got sh+t, they nothin’ but pretty
he done k!lled half of the city, but he low+kеy a sissy
i told my b+tch if she cheatin’, it bettеr be worth it
i know i keep breakin’ your heart, but you better not hurt me
and the way that my bm be movin’, just pray for the b+tch
i had them turned to a bass, i stay with a stick
i’m ridin’ candy paint, vert impala
these b+tches be f+cked up, gon’ ask you for seventeen dollars
i was just f+cked up, ain’t had nothin’ but soup in my locker
was in the county jail bid wearin’ another n+gga boxers
hopin’ the co b+tch don’t smell this dope
see the [?], then wanna pop my door
i’m better off in alaska, dark and cold
hope my son don’t grow up like me wit’ a evil soul
i got some secrets i wonder if jesus knows
only god knows all of the people i stole
all the dope i sold, all the peace i stole
all the moms cried ’cause i made they sons die
say, bae, i’m so f+cked up, ‘times i wonder why
my heart so troubled, sometimes i wanna fly
ain’t seen it comin’, the streets done turned me a vulture
incarcerated, but it could be way worse
bae, would you believe me? you the one i’m lovin’
i know i f+cked up so much times, i make it hard to trust me
but i can see the stars through this destroyed roof
i took it way too far, i k!lled his whole group
[chorus]
even state troopers tryna [?] ’cause all the corners i bent
i know the devil gon’ owe me for all the sh+t i sent
wonder if i die sittin’ in prison, is it what i get?
will that be what i get? n+gga leave my brain on this cement
i done made a couple mil’, been on a couple drills
hit a million l!cks, ask all them jits, they know i’m ain’t no b+tch
even state troopers tryna [?] ’cause all the corners i bent
i know the devil gon’ owe me for all the sh+t i sent
wonder if i die sittin’ in prison, is it what i get?
will that be what i get? n+gga leave my brain on this cement
i done made a couple mil’, been on a couple drills
hit a million l!cks, ask all them jits, they know i’m ain’t no b+tch

[verse 2]
and any clique i ever ran with, i ran them sh+ts
and all the time them n+ggas was always my lil’ n+ggas
them n+ggas ain’t even wanna wreck ‘less i was right there with em
you’d think i work for ebay the way you gon’ get your issue
i know some real steppers ain’t never spent a day in prison
these n+ggas so f+cked up, think they gangster ’cause they got caught when you didn’t
me and young money state of mind, f+ck it, we burnin’ bridges
he know i ran up in your house on kamikaze missions

- kodak black lyrics

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