Correction Paroles Deep Pain (Unreleased + Unofficial) par Kodak Black

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(Intro: Kodak Black)
I just wanna' get all of my n***as off the block
Came up with a master plan I was in a box
High contraband ice pick in my sock
Poppin' champagne I ain't tryna' pop his top
I just wanna' get all of my n***as off the block
Came up with a master plan I was in a box
High contraband ice pick in my sock
I'm poppin' champagne I ain't tryna' pop his top

(Verse: NBA Youngboy)
Came up but I'm still full of pain (Preach to them youngins cuz I know they listen when I talk)
All praise to my God (but I gotta' thank my hood role models that I made it out)
They ain't never give me sh*t, but I kept all eyes on everything they talk
They don't know me but I'm knowin' that they know what I'm about
Kodak said I gotta' think before I open up and talk

(Versе: Kodak Black)
Yeah, this real sh*t you just gotta' feel him
I ain't hangin' round if you ain't down to kill a n***a
I'm on (?) check that boy whеn I pistol-whip him
I forgot it would c*ck back when I spin him
I won't leave a witness I leave a victim
But I don't wanna be another n***a' in the system
Imma' double back on a n***a if I miss him
Take my momma' on a cruise like my name Viktor
f**k the b*t*h then I dismissed her
Hublot on my wrist I don't want Victor
Get the skrillas spreaded with yo n***a's rolling on jiggas bust some money down like a swisher
If my n***a down Imma' uplift him
Took a lotta' chances Imma' high risker
My n***a mind goin, he don't got nothing to live for
I swapped out the Bel-air for the liquor

(Interlude)
Gotta show em that I'm different
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(Verse: NBA Youngboy & Kodak Black)
I don't care about no b*t*h
Only my n***a the one I want to tell me different
Came up, gotta' thank the lord that I'm rich
Toke me for the same but I spend it by the minute
Told my n***a' I'm a sniper, NBA I stand on that
Now I'm 18 juvenile I ain't going back
3 days I'm confronted for a pain in my mat
I'm feeling what you saying I done been through all that
I don't wanna shake back make-a-wrap
My n***a' he'll a throw his life away for a stack
I told myself I just gotta' fall back positive
I just gotta' keep my mind on track
I don't give a f**k what a n***a' think
But I gotta' learn in order to maintain
If it's the money transporting still tryna' move them thangs
Toke that paper bout my pride before I bust a n***a brain

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