I kept going back to jail, them people laughed at me Separating entertainment from reality She forgave me, I ain´t even ask her for that I´m looking in the mirror like, boy, you Kodak How the the hell I turned into a fuckin´ Kodak? I remember feelin´ like these rappers passin´ me They said I need to start actin´ like I´m Kodak I wish that I can fly to get away I hate I chose this life, but it´s too late Sometimes I wanna cry to clean my soul I pray that I´m forgave for everything Can you see the best in me now? I´m no longer twenty I´m goin´ through my struggles, dawg, everybody venting I was tryna send a whole zip, Z street in the rain
I done turned into a Kodak, I was just in the trenches And I thought I wasn´t gon´ never leave Man, I think I growed up in my sleep Really, I think the Feds got me in them fields I´m not in the Jets, I´m on a Lear I just ran up a check, like lil´ one, chill All that extra shit gon´ get you killed I need me some rest so I can heal They know who do that steppin´ shit for real I moved to Salt Lake City in Utah Over here, I ain´t gotta worry ´bout shoot out I´m a big stepper, I´m keeping my shoe tied I was just fuckin´ that bitch on a rooftop Three hundred a show, get more in Dubai Tell me it´s smoke, you know I´m a cool guy Ooh, you the finest bae, you too fly Keepin´ my mind off things like woosah
Birthday June, went to sleep in July Wake me up after September I like me over any nigga, fuck a stepper, nigga, send ´em