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Artiste : Kodak Black
Titre : Sticky 1
Totin´, aye
That project baby two, hell yeah
But right now, this that institution
Yeah, for real man
For all that time I was down, man

They said I caught 11 years, man
Fuck that shit, look it, man
I do this shit bad, on the real, nigga
I never seen the work, dawg

Look, this for all that time when I was lost, they left me stranded
See, I don´t even do this for myself, this for my family
I made a lot of mistakes, made it off circumstances
That could´ve ruined my life, I´m bout to sign with Atlantic
Look, God be lookin´ out for me, he gave me several chances
I sent him a lot of prayers, he sent me a lot of places
My momma said "Imma make it" told me that it´s destined

I put in a lot of work, and now my dreams manifestin´
Project baby, I cultivated, do somethin´ amazin´
I pulled up, all that bullshit, I just couldn´t take it
I thought it was over for a minute, a bad situation
I was so far away from home, but I just emancipated
I´m just so captivated, that I could be here again
So fascinatin´, to see my people again
Swear I tried to leave the streets, but they was pullin´ me in
My nigga rolled a statement on me, I thought he was my friend
I can´t even pretend
I love to jump on these beats

Tell my fans what I´m feelin´ deeply inside of me
This what´s inside of me, y´all a big part of me
I´m sorry for leavin´ y´all, this my apology
I just hope y´all believe it, got trues and paid dues
But it ain´t easy as queasy, it´s like I´m here for a reason
I just hit rock bottom, I thought everything was sweet
But many niggas so sour, man
My cousin had me sellin´ powder, I was bumpin´ em off
We used to bag em up, and keep it all at my momma house
All my niggas out there livin´, just keep livin´ it up
All my life, in the projects, I was livin´ it rough

When I was down and out, ain´t nobody really gave a fuck
They ain´t really down with you, they only down when you up
I used to be that cafe fit, the full holster in the cut
A young nigga, sixteen, with Remy in my cup
I had to take a Gatorade, braid, ran to these streets
I had to cut my niggas, showin´ they were playin´ for keeps
That´s all a nigga has to tell ya, they were leechin´ on me
I ain’t even charging them, getting fame for free
When I was in a sticky one, they ain´t show no support
Before I learned how to swim, I jumped straight off the porch

We know a nigga from the south, hittin´ licks up in north
I used to play ball, but now I´m in a whole other court
I´m married to the game, we ain´t never tryna divorce
Fell in love with the game, I gave a bitch intercourse
Oh, you thought this shit was over with? Nigga you crazy
Kodak Black, I bounce back, like a foreigner baby
Boy this ain´t no fugaze, run it back, yeah it´s true
Ain´t none of this no fugaze, what I be spittin´ to you
Cuz I just get in the booth
And I be spittin´ the truth
How I be spittin´ to you, you think I´m missin´ a tooth

How I be whippin´ the coupe, you think I´m missin´ no roof
Catch me playin´ with the chick, like cock a doodle doo
I was out there on the jigga, call your boy jiggaboo
I ain´t talkin´ cereal, but I be gettin´ the loop

Ha ha
Hell yeah, man
Kodak, keep movin´
You can do it
This that Institution
Free my nigga Kol