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kodak black - short timing lyrics

intro
short timing, but i still gon’ have to make it out
short timing, but i still gotta make it out
short timing, but you still gotta make it out
short timing, but i still gotta make it out
short timing, but you still gon’ have to make it out
hook
short timing, but i still gotta make it out
i hit a n+gga with a floater all in his mouth
every day it’s the same sh+t, n+ggas hate it
every day it’s the same sh+t, i’m tired of waiting
verse
we the same old sh+t, same old sh+t, different toilet
we the same old sh+t, different toilet
i’m a different kind of n+gga, can’t buy this sh+t, you gotta order it
verse
i’m a different kind of n+gga, can’t tell this sh+t, you gotta burn it
n+ggas know i’m a snipe and ain’t tryna fight, you gotta burn it
they send you to prison, turn around and put you on probation
they put you on papers, 9 out of 10, you’re violating
verse
why the h+ll i can’t be scr+pped?
i got these racks and n+ggas hatin’
how the h+ll i can’t be scr+pped?
i grew up black and scared of racers
knowin’ any given moment, you crackers up and start to ride
how i can’t have a gun in this world?
everybody got it
verse
how the h+ll i can’t possess a firearm?
my little got used to it
tell you sign to plead, and do three
cracker, you do it
everything that i’m gettin’, i earned it
cause b+tch i went through it
my brother spit the beer and then burn it
i bought them new bills
hook
short timing but i still gotta make it out
hit a n+gga with a floater all in his mouth, oh
it go short timing but i still gotta make it out
freedom something that we prayed everyday about, oh
verse
look, 12 years sitting in that cell, that sh+t was f+cked up
say they’d free me if i tell, they had me f+cked up
i been thuggin’ since it legit
jizzle a hard head
fittin’ off, flood at the yard
and now my dog dead
verse
all that politickin’ and sh+t
could get you stabbed up
you ain’t got that paperwork, homie
you gon’ get ran up
hate it for a clock, count time
my head done stand up
love, faith, climbin’ my b+tch
she backin’ that ass up
verse
what you know about ballin’ water
all in a milk carton
just so you could have hot food
and drink some hot coffee
i could’ve died in the streets
i took the hard route
i made it out in one piece and i let my dogs out
hook
short timing but we still gotta make it out
freedom something that we prayed every day about, oh
short timing, but we still gotta make it out
that paperwork is something that we didn’t care about, oh

- kodak black lyrics

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