Versatile 2
Kodak Black
9:23Of course I'm ridin' about you I kept playin' with them Glocks, crack, say Wock', yeah, they told me about Juice Got off bloodclat, ain't sayin', yeah I was in the box, the day they told me about Juice Got off bloodclat, ain't know you a Rastafarian my youth I was sellin' rocks, out posted, ridin' about you I kept playing with them Glocks them cracka's, tell me something y'all do I'm tired of stressin', tired of hurtin' about you If you love me, I should feel like I have to worry you about you I tried to cry without a tear falling out my eye I spent Christmas in a box,'cause I've been naughty all my life I'm tired of stressin', tired of suffering so much Couldn't take a bath, they cut the water off on us I was goin' to school and I was musty on the bus They was laughing but nobody ever touched me 'cause I bust Why you eatin' pills up like it's candy anyways So much beef out here, I'm never vegetarian these days I love my niggas from a deep part of my heart I was posted on the ugly, wearing Reeboks with no socks Oh my God, got a crush on you, Zendaya Girl, you my R.O.D. let me love on you, Zendaya They drinking codeine like it's water for lil' bruh Havin' flashbacks to them people cutting power off on us Aye where my money, I ain't asking you no more None these bitches are implacable for love I feel like I'm chasin' after you, lil' girl I don't play no game, I feel like I'm harassing you, lil' girl I say my prayers, but don't know who they going to And now my window look like blood is on the Moon I be your Spider-man, I save you from your pain Crack my cigar, then I fill it up with K2 then I'm blazin' I was in the box, the day they told me about X I was feeling like they should've murdered me instead 'Cause I'm so evil, I hear voices in my head Having nightmares and demons, I got busted by the feds Sometimes I'm feelin' like I never would come home My son like, "Daddy, what is taking you so long?" Your chase's[?] on me, mwen renmen pa[?] seyè[?] nouvel Pou ki sa yo toujour gen yon nomm, bwa, Jwaye Nwèl Rap pa kaka, rest no shit, rest no flag Know what I'm sayin'? Real cliffa, real Ziffa Everything is a blick is towards all kind of extracurricular shit goin' on We tryna zigzag, put a nigga on the zip Listen on with the Z's, for real, big zoolin' Yeah, yeah Bap, bap, bap, haha, just