Kodak Black - Can I lyrics

[Intro: Kodak Black] Yeah This my sh** right here This my kinda sh** right here Y'all know me, the son [Hook: Kodak Black] Can I ball? Can I chill? Can I stunt? Would I live long enough to raise my son? Made something out of nothin' And nothin' what I'm from Can your boy do something productive for once? And once a n***a make it, they gon' wanna take it Money don't change ya, but it do drive ya crazy Lil n***a out the projects, they rootin' for the baby Even when you showin' love, they still gon' wanna hate ya [Verse 1: Kodak Black] If I tell you how I feel, can I f**? I gotta see if the p**y good before I cuff I'm really in the field so I need someone to hug I'm out here like for real so I be needin' a little love All you gotta do is grind It's gon' take time Ain't no time to chill Ain't no time to vibe All my people wanted me to sit my a** down But I been on go since I got off my behind Everybody wanna shine Nobody wanna grind See my n***a workin' hard, that sh** paid him off fine None of this sh** just fall from the sky I'm puttin' in work, I done forgot that I was tired [Hook: Kodak Black] Can I ball? Can I chill? Can I stunt? Would I live long enough to raise my son? Made something out of nothin' And nothin' what I'm from Can your boy do something productive for once? And once a n***a make it, they gon' wanna take it Money don't change ya, but it do drive ya crazy Lil n***a out the projects, they rootin' for the baby Even when you showin' love, they still gon' wanna hate ya [Verse 2: Kodak Black] Can a n***a eat in peace? You leechin' for a crumb n***as ain't even showin' ya love where ya from Them people took my 40s, so I'm about to go buy a pump What if the trolls roll up on me right? Should I run? Can I take you out to lunch? I just wanna get you full then get all in your stomach I just made shawty tell a man that she done Lately she been tellin' me she love me, should I run? I'm gone, I'm done I shook and went describin' I'm not a bad kid, I just didn't have no guidance f** a home run, you boys be runnin' in houses Robbin', connivin', wylin' and burglarizin' [Hook: Kodak Black] Can I ball? Can I chill? Can I stunt? Would I live long enough to raise my son? Made something out of nothin' And nothin' what I'm from Can your boy do something productive for once? And once a n***a make it, they gon' wanna take it Money don't change ya, but it do drive ya crazy Lil n***a out the projects, they rootin' for the baby Even when you showin' love, they still gon' wanna hate ya