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Artiste : Kodak Black
Titre : Young Prodigy
[Kodak Black]
Aye, aye
Out here you gonna eat or starve, man
I´mma need what´s on your plate, gimme that
Everything 1K over here

I´m hungry
Aye, look

[Kodak Black]
Royalty can´t buy you loyalty
Tell me, if I lose everything
Would you be over me?
I´mma tell you like they told me
This fame it ain´t immortally
I ain´t finna go switch oversea
Ain´t no money controlling me
Black boy gave me a throwaway
I kept that shit, I ain´t throw it away
Ten bands for the Jaguar
When I wrecked that shit, I remember that day
Been up, I been on my back
Now I´m up like an insomniac
Remember I made my first stack

When Wally had that Pontiac
Went to jail and I came back
Went through hell and I came back
Was in my cell, recreating myself
I died, and then I came back
Wondering where my partners at
Ain´t write me and I acknowledge that
Snoop had me selling powder bags
He ain´t even give me a dollar back
Later on, started sneaking shit in my pocket like it´s contraband
Finessin´ had me lookin´ back at my profit, I had seven bands
Me, Mark, Greg, Tracy went up the road, hit for eleven bands
Project Baby, taliban
It´s Kodak, run and tell a friend
It´s for my mama, she love me

She just want the best for me
Told me I should be in the booth instead of posted up on the ugly
Was in the club on that Hennessy
Now you see me sippin´ bubbly
All the stripper hoes on me
I ain´t even gotta throw money
I ain´t even gotta throw money

[Kodak Black]
I´mma young prodigy
Now my plate filet mignon
No more collard greens
Doctor told me, "eat my veggies"
I´m smokin´ broccoli
If you wasn´t in the trenches with me
You can´t rock with me
I´mma young prodigy

Now my plate filet mignon
No more collard greens
Doctor told me, "eat my veggies"
I´m smokin´ broccoli
If you wasn´t in the trenches with me
You can´t rock with me

[Kodak Black]
I was cheatin´ on my girlfriend
I fell in love with finesse
Now I´m married to the money, catch me stuntin´ on my ex
Call it Smackdown, hit your bitch with the triple X
Need a Gatorade break, they caught me running up a check
Ever since a youngin´ I been runnin´ up the guap
Coulda ran track, but I was busy runnin´ from the cops

I´m a young Haitian
VVSes in my watch like a Dalmatian
Bitch I got one hundred and one spots
Remember playing Lego, now I´m really on the blocks
Smoking loud, got my eyes so low I look like Fetty Wap
Jumpin´ out ya window like Jeff Hardy
I´m a dirty nigga, boy, I got your bitch turnt up on molly

[Kodak Black]
I´mma young prodigy
Now my plate filet mignon
No more collard greens
Doctor told me, "eat my veggies"
I´m smokin´ broccoli
If you wasn´t in the trenches with me

You can´t rock with me
I´mma young prodigy
Now my plate filet mignon
No more collard greens
Doctor told me, "eat my veggies"
I´m smokin´ broccoli
If you wasn´t in the trenches with me
You can´t rock with me