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Artiste : Kodak Black
Titre : Sharp Vibes
You niggas so fucked up, they think when you fucked up, you realer
That money move, I ain´t really gotta pull no trigger
These bitches was sleepin´ on me, now they bitin´ the pillow

I ain´t gotta prove no point, niggas know I´m a killer (L Beats)
These niggas so fucked up, they think when you broke, you ´bout that
Say, these niggas tweakin´, I told ´em say less, I got that
These bitches be fucked up, ain´t got shit, they nothin´ but pretty
He done killed half of the city, but he low-key a sissy
I told my bitch if she cheatin´, it better be worth it
I know I keep breakin´ your heart, but you better not hurt me
And the way that my BM be movin´, just pray for the bitch
I had them turned to a bass, I stay with a stick
I´m ridin´ candy paint, vert Impala

These bitches be fucked up, gon´ ask you for seventeen dollars
I was just fucked up, ain´t had nothin´ but soup in my locker
Was in the county jail bid wearin´ another nigga boxers
Hopin´ the CO bitch don´t smell this dope
See the ???, then wanna pop my door
I´m better off in Alaska, dark and cold
Hope my son don´t grow up like me wit´ a evil soul
I got some secrets I wonder if Jesus knows
Only God knows all of the people I stole
All the dope I sold, all the peace I stole
All the moms cried ´cause I made they sons die
Say, bae, I´m so fucked up, ´times I wonder why
My heart so troubled, sometimes I wanna fly
Ain´t seen it comin´, the streets done turned me a vulture

Incarcerated, but it could be way worse
Bae, would you believe me? You the one I´m lovin´
I know I fucked up so much times, I make it hard to trust me
But I can see the stars through this destroyed roof
I took it way too far, I killed his whole group

Even state troopers tryna ??? ´cause all the corners I bent
I know the Devil gon´ owe me for all the shit I sent
Wonder if I die sittin´ in prison, is it what I get?
Will that be what I get? Nigga leave my brain on this cement
I done made a couple mil´, been on a couple drills

Hit a million licks, ask all them jits, they know I´m ain´t no bitch
Even state troopers tryna ??? ´cause all the corners I bent
I know the Devil gon´ owe me for all the shit I sent
Wonder if I die sittin´ in prison, is it what I get?
Will that be what I get? Nigga leave my brain on this cement
I done made a couple mil´, been on a couple drills
Hit a million licks, ask all them jits, they know I´m ain´t no bitch

And any clique I ever ran with, I ran them shits
And all the time them niggas was always my lil´ niggas

Them niggas ain´t even wanna wreck ´less I was right there with em
You´d think I work for eBay the way you gon´ get your issue
I know some real steppers ain´t never spent a day in prison
These niggas so fucked up, think they gangster ´cause they got caught when you didn´t
Me and young money state of mind, fuck it, we burnin´ bridges
He know I ran up in your house on kamikaze missions