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Me, Myself & I – Kodak Black

All I got is me, myself, and I, yeah
Yeah, babe, me, myself, and I
Section 8, telegram, yeah

All I got is me, myself, and I, got myself again
Time is money, I need that money, got no time for no friends
Ain’t nobody gon’ ride like me, cause I’m gon’ ride to the end
Been in fucked up situations, where you niggas would bend
Play my cards, I never bluff, and I ain’t throwin’ my hand
Shit, I saw when times got hard, I watched my nigga readin’ it He snitched
We called that talk, I can’t believe what he did
Cause he knew what we was doin’ before we went on that lick
I been rappin’ and snappin’, I fell in love with this shit
It caught up with me’, cause I be jackin’ since I was a lil kid
I been trippin’ and goonin’, and throwin’ rocks at the pen
All that stickin’ and movin’, it got me doin’ it big
Look, nobody gon’ keep it real how I be keepin’ it real
Coulda snitched and got released, you know they all for the deal
Put myself in tight positions, I can’t even regret em
I was schemin’, times was hard, and I just needed some cheddar
My life a movie, it’s Kodak, I’m the movie director
Sometimes a nigga get scared, but I know it’s gon’ get better
Remember when it was my people, them was gon’ send me some letters
Cause I was missin’ my bitches, and I was missin’ my fellas
Hot pocket on me, so my pants keep fallin’
They wanted to take me out the game, but I just keep on ballin’
Polo down, pop my collar, lil nigga shot callin’
Could just hold up for me on the other line, guap callin’
I’ll get back to you later, I’m rollin’ out of my tater
I been leanin’ so damn much, and now I got me disabled
Niggas grindin’, be connivin’, do shit under the table
Just last night, John John got hit by the raiders
Fuckin’ round on the ugly hit that boy with a taser
Once I came out the womb, I jumped straight to teenager
They say I’m a demon semen, young boy, hell raider
If I ain’t pullin’ up in a foreign, then I’m pullin’ in caver
Project baby paper chasin’ tie
They dead fly
Institution
Run up on me, send you straight to your maker,
All that kush that I be smokin’, you think I’m from Jamaica
But hell nah, ain’t from Jamaica, bitch, I’m from golden acres
And I’ll tag you with that 9, and that bitch got a laser
And I’ll lay a nigga down, I’m like “fuck nigga, paid him”
I ain’t bakin, but I’m cakin’, I should open a pastry
I got dope in the basement

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Black Cats (Kunta Kentae) – Kodak Black

[Hook] (2X)
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling on the past

Same night me and [?] took the [?]
[?], Balenciaga, snapping like I lost a fucking crab
They [?] the helicopter, I don’t want y’all to think I’m trying to flex
Nigga, what’s your f’n problem? I’m on that f’n vodka, smoking gas
Yeah, beep, beep, I’m the nigga road running to that cash
Fuck a frisbee, I’ll [?] bend a nigga like [?]
Fuck my daddy, I can’t believe I nutted out your sack
Fuck my daddy nigga, it’s me and my momma sons like I’m Steve Nash
I made my son king, put this crown on, fuck a ski mask
I swear to god [?] when this heat blast
Type it like a spacebar, fuck a keypad, think I keep that MAC
Hot shifter, can’t control my pace, command, delete his ass

[Hook](2X)

I’m hooked on phonics, hooked on Phoenix balling like I’m Steve Nash
Promise you ain’t see me, I was in Buffalo with Ray
How you finna cut the [?] y’all just [?]
In Charlotte, made a movie with that poker, left a scab
In Raleigh, fell in love with fraud, [?] on that [?]
Steady scheming, burying cheese and burying pieces in the grass
Controversy between the both supremacies, they gone be mad
Martin Luther King, last night I had a dream about his ass
No Rosa Parks, them shooters posted in the back
Nelson Mandela, rocking Maison Margielas, remember wearing Shaqs
Life’s a gamble, play the hands they dealt me I’m a [?] the black jack
In the Jaguar XF, putting a spell on you late night in the black cat

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Kodak Black

Black Cats – Kodak Black

[Hook] (2X)
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling on the past

Same night me and [?] took the [?]
[?], Balenciaga, snapping like I lost a fucking crab
They [?] the helicopter, I don’t want y’all to think I’m trying to flex
Nigga, what’s your f’n problem? I’m on that f’n vodka, smoking gas
Yeah, beep, beep, I’m the nigga road running to that cash
Fuck a frisbee, I’ll [?] bend a nigga like [?]
Fuck my daddy, I can’t believe I nutted out your sack
Fuck my daddy nigga, it’s me and my momma sons like I’m Steve Nash
I made my son king, put this crown on, fuck a ski mask
I swear to god [?] when this heat blast
Type it like a spacebar, fuck a keypad, think I keep that MAC
Hot shifter, can’t control my pace, command, delete his ass

[Hook](2X)

I’m hooked on phonics, hooked on Phoenix balling like I’m Steve Nash
Promise you ain’t see me, I was in Buffalo with Ray
How you finna cut the [?] y’all just [?]
In Charlotte, made a movie with that poker, left a scab
In Raleigh, fell in love with fraud, [?] on that [?]
Steady scheming, burying cheese and burying pieces in the grass
Controversy between the both supremacies, they gone be mad
Martin Luther King, last night I had a dream about his ass
No Rosa Parks, them shooters posted in the back
Nelson Mandela, rocking Maison Margielas, remember wearing Shaqs
Life’s a gamble, play the hands they dealt me I’m a [?] the black jack
In the Jaguar XF, putting a spell on you late night in the black cat

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Project Baby – Kodak Black

Project baby…. y’all recording?..cameras up? okay!

Look…Jit gone hit a lick quick and he can rap
He play ball shoot dem dice they like dat
How I… tote dat scrap flippin nates they like that!
Got outchea and since then, they been fucked up bout lil black
Keep my pockets fat, I love em like dat
Get down see low game cross town and double back
Aye lil kodak I’m from the corna! I’m from the noya!
Fam tought me how to hold that pistol straight and put it on ya
Project ho for a sight they put it on ya, train em for some crip, suck ya up for some zona
Ralp Lauren Polo Down Penny Loafers
Love robbing niggas I got tired of the poker
Blowed basketball …and you!
You got me fucked up I blow this rap shit too
I done got back in school they say its the right move
I do me and keep it cool
Since a toddler I was brought up with that bottom boy knowledge.. turned a penny to a dollar
Wally taught me how to water whip, sticky palm olive was a jit like
Look at all dem bubbles at da bottom
Project Rugrat, I’m where they slung at
Copped the ounce dime bag by my nutsack
8th grade goonin, 9th grade foolin, 10th grade coolin might come out with a movie
Middle school… fool with that ball
High school… can’t tell me nothing at all
14 what I was shooting was not balls, bout to be 16 they gone know bout ya boy!
He a jit! but he ain’t gone run up on ya like no jit cause he dead broke and he looking for a fix
He a fool with it but youngin he cool with it go to school with it
He gone bring that tool in it
Cash for gold junky, ain’t fucking round with no monkeys
Ain’t fucking round with no beans, ain’t fucking round with no dummies
Them cougars on me, oh them grown hoes wanna throw that coochie on me, just bring them social cards to em
…they look up to lil kodak
I tell em haaaaa takecover I’m bout to blow and they know dat!
Get ratchet with it ooo I love going on them missions
Bring that ratchet with me and they be like kodak you tripping
Cause I popped a molly and I be happy on them missions
I get real retarded, slap a nigga with that pistol
My nigga fam put that beast in me and I miss em
Jaw locked mouth all twisted on them mission
Juvenile detention center, SAME LIL NIGGA
From a loser to a winner I’m that, SAME LIL NIGGA
In a stolo! riding round dolo! do all my shit solo! car smelling like dodo!
PROJECT BABY!

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