Kodak Black - About You Without You lyrics

Kodak Black, k** Bill Yeah I k** for the bill, steal for that bill It get real for the bill, yeah I was riding for these n***as 'fore they rode for they selves Cause they know I'm that lil zoe who can go and I don't care Ain't recording no more songs in the year My n***a died and I ain't even shed a tear My n***a died to tell you the truth I ain't even care I got some sh** to say so call the engineer You n***as be saying anything, you feel my pain through your ear I don't wanna hear that beat if I can't speak on how I feel My trigger finger itching got me busting in my crib Trigger finger itching got me busting hoes in my crib Trigger finger itching got me busting in my crib Trigger finger itching got me busting hoes in my crib I was a ghetto child, wanted to be down with my peers What I'm rapping about the streets would vouch for me for real I'm wild but I ain't doing no more wildin' gotta chill Sorry I already made my mind up for real Lowkey I be vibin' cause my family need me here But god I gotta keep the fire on conceal Yeah but I'm wiser now but I ain't drinking beer Ain't running never rising n***a I was just a kid My mama she accepted what it is But I know my mama hate the way I live But everyday we thankful for this sh** Say mama we gotta be thankful for this sh** Know I'm the reason for all the pain I make you sip Why the hell you ain't wash your fingers with me yet n***a when I was a baby I was a man Then I probably would have went crazy if I was him Okay I ain't gonna keep talking about my mama Everybody round me got a body or they wanna Everybody round me caught a body or they gonna n***a would you rather go in or you go under I was riding for these n***as before they rode for they selves Plus they know that lil zoe he gone go and he don't care You can't tell me nothing, I'm clutching on Glock 27 You can't walk up on me I don't want you standing in my square Ain't paranoid n***a I'm sensitive about my square My dog be smoking Black & Mild told my n***as that's lame as hell You smoking Black & Milds smoking square That sh** for squares n***as ain't even riding for they self n***a I'm finna slide in by myself Ain't gone tell you how I do it cause I'ma do it by myself When I'm in my d**h bed gotta be snoozing on myself When I lost n***a I was losing by myself So damn right I'm in my new whip and I'm cruising by myself Y'all don't love this beat stop this music man I swear You don't stop this music I'm gone keep k**ing it I swear And I'm saying anything that comes to my brain cells Feed my n***as locked up in the main jail Fighting cases n***a facing PBL Eating PB and J everyday waiting on some mail I'm freestyling when I'm vibing so don't stop me I don't care My n***a tried to send me a kite I swear to god he got his mail First forty-eight my n***a told on himself At school telling everybody the news before they rang the bell Hey let me just stop right here you namsayin', my n***a told me I got the game in a headlock and sh** right now, so let me let it go before they suffocate to d**h. I'ma let the beat breath a little bit, goddamn I ain't give that b**h no room, no space, no air Glee