Kodak Black

Kodak Black - Sticky 1 lyrics

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Totin', aye

That project baby two, hell yeah

But right now, this that institution

Yeah, for real man

For all that time I was down, man

They said I caught 11 years, man

f**k that shit, look it, man

I do this shit bad, on the real, nigga

I never seen the work, dawg



Look, this for all that time when I was lost, they left me stranded

See, I don't even do this for myself, this for my family

I made a lot of mistakes, made it off circumstances

That could've ruined my life, I'm bout to sign with Atlantic

Look, God be lookin' out for me, he gave me several chances

I sent him a lot of prayers, he sent me a lot of places

My momma said "Imma make it" too, my daddies dancin'

I put in a lot of work, and now my dreams manifestin'

Project baby, I cultivated, do somethin' amazin'

I pulled up, all that tool shit, I just couldn't take it

I thought it was over for a minute, a bad situation

I was so far away from home, but I just emancipated

I'm just so captivated, that I could be here again

So fascinatin', to see my people again

Swear I tried to leave the streets, but you were pullin' me in

My nigga rolled a statement on me, I thought he was my friend

I can't even pretend

I love to jump on these beats

Tell my fans what I'm feelin' deeply inside of me

This what's inside of me, y'all a big part of me

I'm sorry for leavin' y'all, this my apology

I just hope y'all believe it, got trues and paid dues

But it ain't easy as queasy, it's like I'm here for a reason

I just hit rock bottom, I thought everything was sweet

But many niggas so sour, man

My cousin had me sellin' powder, I was bumpin' em off

We used to bag em up, and keep it all at my momma house

All my niggas out there livin', just keep livin' it up

All my life, in the projects, I was livin' it rough

When I was down and out, ain't nobody really gave a f**k

They ain't really down with you, they only down when you up

I used to be that cafe fit, the full holster in the cut

A young nigga, sixteen, with rim in my cup

I had to take a Gatorade, braid, ran to these streets

I had to cut my niggas, showin' they were playin' for keeps

That's all a nigga has to tell ya, they were leachin' on me

I ain't even toilish, gettin' fame for free

When I was in a sticky one, they ain't show no support

Before I learned how to swelm, I'd count straight off the porch

We know a nigga from the south, hittin' licks up in north

I used to play ball, but now I'm in a whole other court

I'm married to the game, we ain't never tryna divorce

Fell in love with the game, I gave a bitch and a cause

Oh, you thought this shit was over with? Nigga you crazy

Kodak Black, I bounce back, like a foreigner baby

Boy this ain't no fugaze, run it back, yeah it's true

Ain't none of this no fugaze, what I be spittin' to you

Cuz I just get in the booth

And I be spittin' the truth

How I be spittin' to you, you think I'm missin' a tooth

How I be whippin' the coupe, you think I'm missin' no roof

Catch me playin' with the chick, like cock a doodle doo

I was out there on the jigga, call your boy jiggaboo

I ain't talkin' cereal, but I be gettin' the loop



Ha ha

Hell yeah, man

Kodak, keep movin'

You can do it

This that Institution

Free my nigga [?]
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