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Artiste : Kodak Black
Titre : Dis Time
I done popped me a Perc´, but I ain´t really tryna get back on the Percs
I´m sad we ain´t work, but I swear that it wasn´t my intention to hurt you
Niggas stay gettin´ murked, I know they wanna get back on me and I´m sure

So I stay on alert, stopped poppin´ that molly, it was makin´ me nervous
And lately, I ain´t been in the projects like that, I done learned
Niggas be hatin´ and they´ll put them crackers on you ´cause they scared
I revived my career, I was trippin´ last year, my vision got blurry
Now I´m seein´ it clear, every decision I make gon´ be worth it
From now on, yeah, every minute gon´ count on this Earth
Ran it up with my peers, put it up for my children and them ´fore I splurge
Take it light on the streets, can´t help my Z with the brain on the curb
Thinkin´ ´bout all my seeds, I gotta be here for them in the mornin´

And they gotta see me when they get up early
Bitches be schemin´ and niggas be lurkin´
I´m proud my lil´ demon made it out of his surgery
Kill a nigga on east while I´m right in the church
Pull up, pop the shit and swerve (Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve)
I got a gift or a powerful curse (Yeah)
I ain´t fuck the bitch, I just bought her a purse
Ain´t you was dissin´? Now look how it work
Now I´m focused, I don´t want no friends, I got enough
Let´s say I don´t win, let´s see who those friends when time is rough
When I was broke as shit, where was these hoes then? They ain´t gave me no fuck
I was just homeless

Even my own friends ain´t gave me no crutch
I was just homeless
Even my own gang wouldn´t put me up
I was just homeless
Even my own gang ain´t make sure I´m tucked
Stick to your own plan, don´t be lettin´ everyone tell you what they would´ve done
You had your pole and then ran, now you ran ´cause you know what you should´ve done

Put a lil´ hole in one, fuck nigga, you don´t even own a gun
I´m finna smoke the boy, tell the truth, I don´t even know lil´ bruh
Drop a whole one of them, since a nigga actin´ like I owe him somethin´
I´m finna yolk him up, fuck around, put a nigga dome in his butt

Ain´t on no Diddy shit, niggas gettin´ they wig split
Take that, take
I smack me a elderly bitch
I even might kill me a kid, but I ain´t rapin´
They ain´t comin´ with no plans, they ain´t comin´ with no bands
Then they had dead, they tryna wait ´til you stop
Then hop out the car when they hit you in the back of your head