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kodak black & c-murder - penitentiary كلمات أغنية

[intro: kodak black]
(i love you, dzy)
i don’t love you, b_tch

[verse 1: kodak black]
ever since i was in elementary
we already knew i’d be in penitentiary, yeah
a thug life, you know, the one i’m livin’
we already knew that i’d be goin’ to prison, yeah
ain’t seen my n_gga fee in a lil’ minute
thinkin’ how we used to be off in the trenches, yeah
reminiscin’ on them days when i was stealin’
swapped out the cash for gold, money for millions, uh
i bossed up, this sh_t a wonderful feeling
they should’ve nevеr let me in this business, yеah
i growed up, this sh_t a wonderful feeling
was playin’ with bb guns, now we k!llin’, yeah
if i had that money back then, it’ve been way different
could’ve bought my grandmama a new kidney, huh
if i had that money back then, it’ve been way different
i probably never would’ve had to be a menace, yeah
i got this money, but i already adjusted
this sh_t just upgraded my whole thuggin’, yeah
lost some of my day_one n_ggas just because it
but i ain’t trippin’, ’cause they know how i’m comin’, mm
we already knew my future since a youngin
we already knew that i’d be chopper bustin’, yeah
i got this money, but i already adjusted
this sh_t just upgraded my whole thuggin’, yeah
we already knew my future since a youngin
we already knew that i’d be servin’ junkies, uh
i was just a shawty, i was road runnin’
a basehead hit me for a whole onion
[interlude: c_murder]
is there a heaven for a gangster?
gave me life twice, f_ck it
murder man, kodak, you heard me?
is there a heaven for a gangster? check it out (oh)

[verse 2: c_murder]
if i die alone in prison, tell my children that i was a living legend (yeah)
reppin’ 187, dead bodies, yup, i smell ’em (i smell ’em)
might never see heaven, but f_ck it, my brother dead
rest in peace to big kevin, you a legend
real n_ggas, i feel ’em (i feel ’em), but sometimes, they rat (yeah)
they have a weak moment, gotta get the gat and then i k!ll ’em (dead)
and the drugs, i deal ’em (deal ’em), i come up in the calliope
now where my dog at? free my n_gga marlo (you a dog)
i run the streets, cardio, my life is hard, though (hard, though)
so they gave me life, they always charged
to cut bars, n_gga, f_ck sarge (f_ck the world)
i’m in the cell blowin’ with goonies (good goonies)
me and joey crack, it’s loony (yeah)
i’m on the west, y’all, my n_gga poonie (west 7th)
snort a powder bag, i’m zonin’ and i’m like f_ck the world
f_ck my girl, and then i look at her picture and i wanna f_ck my girl (f_ck her)
you see, my mind playin’ tricks behind this fence
so i commence to vent and act like i ain’t got motherf_ckin’ sense
i’m in the pen’
[outro: c_murder]
one thing i’ma tell you, bruh, you heard me?
you gotta keep it real with your, with your people when they locked up, dog, don’t forget about ’em
don’t handle ’em bad, you heard me? bro, you gotta, you know what i mean? you know, a real n_gga, you gotta—
real n_gga gotta get love, you heard me?
from the hood, from the streets, from his fam, everything, bruh, you know?
joce your dog
don’t forget that, joce your dog, ’cause when you go, your dog gon’ joce you
that’s what it, keepin’ it true mean, you heard me?
yeah, and i stamp these rules and i stand by these rules ’til i die, you understand me?
real talk
better ask somebody ’bout me
that’s how i’m comin’, you understand?

- kodak black c murder

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