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letra de corrupted - kodak black

[intro]
yes, yes i’m your blessing ma
mama i know
sometimes i act crazy but i’m still your baby
the projects made me like this you can’t blame me

[verse]
mama i’m still your baby but the streets corrupt me
i’m sorry i fell in love with guns, i fell in love with thuggin’
i’m clutchin’, i keep that colt .45 everyday like tony dungy
i shoulda just listened to what you said but i don’t really like instructions
i don’t be wantin’ to hear nothing
’cause i was lookin’ up to my cousin
they was in and out of jail, that was all i seen
so i knew what i wanted to be as a youngin’
mama said she hate my stubbornness
why i gotta be so grumpy
when it comes to anger don’t rush it
you gon’ end up in a dungeon
i hate my att-tude but i love him
’cause i don’t really be with that f-ck sh-t
mama i’m fried, i be just tryna vibe
i ain’t really trying to get impulsive
sittin’ back sippin’ on hennessey
n-ggas tryna drain out my energy
ain’t no bad vibe in these premises
i can feel the vibe you envy me
tryna stay level-headed keep my head straight
but the devil he don’t want to see me go the better way
deep in my heart lookin’ for the love i had
my heart was gold but these dirty streets turned it black
i was a good lil’ n-gga life turned me bad
can’t show sympathy, i might get whacked
on probation but i know i got to stay strapped
went on a l!ck geek, i forgot my face mask
went on a l!ck geek, turn up on a n-gga -ss
when they let me out va, i had 30 stash
poppin’ fraud ’cause this rap sh-t wasn’t bringin’ cash
always takin’ care of my mama ’cause she all i had
you would think a boy roller bladin’
how i skated so much ramifications
i coulda got draft to the patriots
nfl, run up on me get deflated
drop some but i caught a lot of cases
on route, goin’ up top on a safety
i pray to yahweh could you save me?
lately, i been goin’ back crazy
maybe if you be my lady
i might stop all this ragin’
baby could you be my lady?
i just been sittin’ here thinkin’
wonder if you could be my lady
i be goin’ through some phases
i don’t want to know new faces
everybody ’round me changin’
i was just talkin’ about this to my partna them
i just gave a p-ssy -ss hoe a compliment
thought she was a thousand, i just start to like the bit
nine dollar bill that ain’t real she counterfeit

[outro]
my n-gga i was so close of wifin’ it
i ain’t brought it in, she’s triflin’
all along she was just a bodit b-tch
she a slimey bit, she a grimey b-tch
she conniving, she a sloppy b-tch
don’t go out like that, she a nat
fall back black she a nat
don’t go out like that she a nat

- kodak black

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