[Intro]
Ayy, look, I say "I don't rap, I illustrate. I don't paint pictures, I picture-paint." Ha, this my motherf**in' album
Kodak Black-
Kodak Black-
The nineteen-year-old Pompano Beach rapper-
-is reportedly back in jail after he was arrested today in Broward County, Florida
Real name is Dieuson Octave, changed his plea from not guilty to no contest
Mr. Octave, do you accept your plea?
-in the two terminal cases that have put his musical career on hold
-troubled rapper found himself back behind bars after violating the terms of his house arrest
Yeah
[Verse 1]
You know I'm a hot boy, but I ain't never lose my cool
The streets on fire, that's why I'm ridin' with my tool
1800 block boy, I'm quick to give a b**h the blues
I was already sentenced, before I came up out the womb
Streets done already sentenced me, before no cracker could
And I wonder why, when I'm just so f**ed up out the hood
And I wonder why, these n***as be hatin' on a G
When I'm the same lil' n***a, who gave you n***as a chance to eat
I had to do that time, could nobody do that sh** for me
When I was doin' that time, ain't nobody do that sh** with me
I miss my n***a Cool, I know right now he prolly sleep
One day at a time, ten toes down until you're free
[Chorus]
Dyin' in a cell's every street n***a fear
I give everythin' back to have my n***a here
I give everythin' back to have my n***a with me
I already know I had to beef, had my n***a with me
I ain't tryna see the pen', I'm tryna make a shape
Neighborhood hero, I'm the one gon' save the day
Chosen one, my folks depend on me to make a way
I do it for my n***a locked up doin' day for day
[Verse 2]
They gave Lil' Marky twenty-five, that's my man (ayy)
Remember hittin' licks and runnin' up them bands (ayy, ayy)
They gave Lil' Greg sixteen years in the pen (ayy)
For all my n***as locked up, I'm goin' H.A.M. (ayy, ayy)
They gave Lil' Ceelo twenty years, free my n***a
They say Lil' Tracer gettin' out this December
I dropped fifty-five bands from my hand
They done let me out, so now I'm goin' H.A.M
Before he go back, shoot it out with the police (ayy)
So that mean he goin' to court in these streets (ayy, ayy)
He goin' to trial right there where he stands (ayy)
For everybody did me wrong, I want revenge (ayy, ayy)
[Chorus]
Dyin' in a cell's every street n***a fear
I give everythin' back to have my n***a here
I give everythin' back to have my n***a with me
I already know I had to beef, had my n***a with me
I ain't tryna see the pen', I'm tryna make a shape
Neighborhood hero, I'm the one gon' save the day
Chosen one, my folks depend on me to make a way
I do it for my n***a locked up doin' day for day
[Outro]
This my motherf**in' album
Paintin' pictures man, lil' Kodak, you already know that