Kodak Black - Sticky 1 lyrics

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Kodak Black - Sticky 1 lyrics

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** that sh**, look it, man I do this sh** bad, on the real, n***a 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 sh**, 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 n***a 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 n***as 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 n***as 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** 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 n***a, sixteen, with rim in my cup I had to take a Gatorade, braid, ran to these streets I had to cut my n***as, showin' they were playin' for keeps That's all a n***a 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 n***a 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 b**h and a cause Oh, you thought this sh** was over with? n***a 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 co*k 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 n***a [?]