[Intro: Jeezy]
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Mhm
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Uh
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(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
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[Chorus: Kodak Black]
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I just pray to God, them crackers dont come indict me
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I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me
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I be thinkin like, “None of these bitches really like me”
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I be feelin like you only want me cause Im icy
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I just pray to God, them crackers dont come indict me
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I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me
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I be thinkin like, “None of these bitches really like me”
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I be feelin like you only want me cause Im icy
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[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
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My lil nigga trigger happy, wanna catch a body
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He even dropped outta school, took it to his hobby
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I told him to just do it and dont talk about it
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And once you slide, boy, you better hit everybody
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Im livin like a sniper, slidin with the window cracked
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‘Cause Im about to see out the end
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I be chasin paper but these ladies, they be after me
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And every time I talk to one, they gotta strategy
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And all of em got a game plan on try to catch me
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Im thinkin about my life, every night Im smokin grabba leaf
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I think about my homies in the system
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I think about my homies cause I miss em
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I wish you could call me to come get you, my nigga
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You miss Christmas, my nigga
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You miss Easter, my nigga
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You missin out on your children
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The streets vouch for me cause Im rappin what Im livin
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I rap the way I rap cause I be rappin what Im feelin
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Lil Kodak Im gone
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[Chorus: Kodak Black & Jeezy]
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I just pray to God, them crackers dont come indict me
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I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me (Yeah)
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I be thinkin like, “None of these bitches really like me”
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I be feelin like you only want me cause Im icy
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I just pray to God, them crackers dont come indict me
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I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me
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I be thinkin like, “None of these bitches really like me” (Like me)
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I be feelin like you only want me cause Im icy
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[Verse 2: Jeezy]
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Yo, my daughter got a nanny for her other nanny (Yeah)
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Bitch, I made it out the hood, mother fuck a Grammy (Fuck)
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Two mil on wheels, thats in my garage (Uh)
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Wish Granny could see me now, bitch, Im livin large (Yeah)
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Trip to Lauderdale, re-upped in Parkway (Thats right)
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50/50, make it back, thats what the odds say (Yeah)
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Yall pray for us, we on the turnpike (‘Pike)
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And if them lights get behind us, Ima burn right (Yeah)
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See niggas lose they life, niggas lose their minds (Minds)
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Niggas get to like you, nigga left behind (Woo)
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These niggas love to hate but shit, I love the grind (Grind)
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And it aint no lookin better, just a waste of time (Yeah)
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Long, live, fresh, these niggas aint right for you (For you)
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But keep it real, hey, who really down to die for you? (Yeah)
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All I know is that these chains take a way this pain (Pain)
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Scrapped up in the ‘Rari in designer frames
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Mad luck just hit the last house (Last house)
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My paranoid ass barely got the cash out (Yeah)
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I feel like niggas dont want me to be great (Great)
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Until youre made but theyre inside, Gs fake (Yeah)
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Thank the Lord, I got blessed with some trap money (Money)
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But the devil got me workin for this rap money (Yeah)
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They tried to stop me livin good, Ima die today (‘Day)
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Rich nigga from the hood, Ima die that way
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[Chorus: Kodak Black & Jeezy]
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I just pray to God, them crackers dont come indict me (Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me (Never write me)
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I be thinkin like, “None of these bitches really like me” (Oh, my nigga)
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I be feelin like you only want me cause Im icy (We gonna roll)
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I just pray to God, them crackers dont come indict me
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I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me (Uh)
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I be thinkin like, “None of these bitches really like me”
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I be feelin like you only want me cause Im icy
