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kodak black - feeling like كلمات الأغنية

[chorus: kodak black]
i just pray to god, them crackers don’t come indite me
i know if i go to jail, you prolly never write me
i be thinkin’ like, “none these b-tches really like me”
i be feelin’ like you only want me ’cause i’m icy
i just pray to god, them crackers don’t come indite me
i know if i go to jail, you prolly never write me
i be thinkin’ like, “none these b-tches really like me”
i be feelin’ like you only want me ’cause i’m icy

[verse 1: kodak black]
my lil n-gg- trippin’, have the one catch a body
he even dropped outta school, took it to his hobby
i told him to just do it and don’t talk about it
and once you slide, boy, you better hit everybody
i’m livin’ like a sniper, lyin’ with the window cracked
’cause i’m about to see out the end
i be chasin’ paper but these ladies, they be after me
and every time i talk to one, they gotta scr-p a g
all of ’em got a game plan on try to catch me
think about my life, every night i’m smokin’ grabba leaf
i think about my homies in the system
i think about my homies ’cause i miss ’em
i wish you could call me to come get you, my n-gg-
you miss christmas, my n-gg-
you miss easter, my n-gg-
you missin’ out on your children
the streets vouch for me ’cause rappin’ what i’m livin’
i rap the way i rap ’cause i be rappin’ what i’m feelin’
[?] i’m gone

[verse 2: jeezy]
yo, my daughter got a nanny for my her other nanny
b-tch, i made it out the hood, motherf-ckin’ grammy
two mil on wheels, that’s in my garage
wish granny could see me now, b-tch, i’m livin’ large
tripped a lotta deal, reupped and parted ways
50/50, make it back, that’s what they all say
y’all pray for us, we on the turn pipe
and if them lights get behind us, i’ma burn rubber
see n-gg-s lose they life, n-gg- lose their minds
n-gg-s get to like you, n-gg- left behind, woo
these n-gg-s love to hate but sh-t, i love the grind
and ain’t no lookin’ better, just a waste of time
long, live, fresh, these n-gg-s ain’t right for ya
but keep it real, hey, who really down to die for ya?
all i know is that these chains take a way this pain
scr-pped up in the ‘rari in designer frames
mad luck just hit the last house
my paranoid -ss bentley, got the cash out
i feel like n-gg-s don’t want me to be great
until you’re made but they’re inside, g’s fake
thank the lord, i got blessed with some trap money
but the devil got me workin’ for this rap money
they tried to stop me livin’ good, i’ma die today
rich n-gg- from the hood, i’ma die that way

- kodak black

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