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letra de sharp vibes - kodak black

[verse 1]
you n-ggas so f-cked up, they think when you f-cked up, you realer
that money move, i ain’t really gotta pull no trigger
these b-tches was sleepin’ on me, now they bitin’ the pillow
i ain’t gotta prove no point, n-ggas know i’m a k!ller (l beats)
these n-ggas so f-cked up, they think when you broke, you ’bout that
say, these n-ggas tweakin’, i told ’em say less, i got that
these b-tches be f-cked up, ain’t got sh-t, they nothin’ but pretty
he done k!lled half of the city, but he low-kеy a sissy
i told my b-tch if she cheatin’, it bettеr be worth it
i know i keep breakin’ your heart, but you better not hurt me
and the way that my bm be movin’, just pray for the b-tch
i had them turned to a bass, i stay with a stick
i’m ridin’ candy paint, vert impala
these b-tches be f-cked up, gon’ ask you for seventeen dollars
i was just f-cked up, ain’t had nothin’ but soup in my locker
was in the county jail bid wearin’ another n-gga boxers
hopin’ the co b-tch don’t smell this dope
see the [?], then wanna pop my door
i’m better off in alaska, dark and cold
hope my son don’t grow up like me wit’ a evil soul
i got some secrets i wonder if jesus knows
only god knows all of the people i stole
all the dope i sold, all the peace i stole
all the moms cried ’cause i made they sons die
say, bae, i’m so f-cked up, ‘times i wonder why
my heart so troubled, sometimes i wanna fly
ain’t seen it comin’, the streets done turned me a vulture
incarcerated, but it could be way worse
bae, would you believe me? you the one i’m lovin’
i know i f-cked up so much times, i make it hard to trust me
but i can see the stars through this destroyed roof
i took it way too far, i k!lled his whole group
[chorus]
even state troopers tryna [?] ’cause all the corners i bent
i know the devil gon’ owe me for all the sh-t i sent
wonder if i die sittin’ in prison, is it what i get?
will that be what i get? n-gga leave my brain on this cement
i done made a couple mil’, been on a couple drills
hit a million l!cks, ask all them jits, they know i’m ain’t no b-tch
even state troopers tryna [?] ’cause all the corners i bent
i know the devil gon’ owe me for all the sh-t i sent
wonder if i die sittin’ in prison, is it what i get?
will that be what i get? n-gga leave my brain on this cement
i done made a couple mil’, been on a couple drills
hit a million l!cks, ask all them jits, they know i’m ain’t no b-tch

[verse 2]
and any clique i ever ran with, i ran them sh-ts
and all the time them n-ggas was always my lil’ n-ggas
them n-ggas ain’t even wanna wreck ‘less i was right there with em
you’d think i work for ebay the way you gon’ get your issue
i know some real steppers ain’t never spent a day in prison
these n-ggas so f-cked up, think they gangster ’cause they got caught when you didn’t
me and young money state of mind, f-ck it, we burnin’ bridges
he know i ran up in your house on kamikaze missions

- kodak black

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