[Kodak Black & Sampha]
I learned in trappin', in the business
Smart people makin' horrible decisions, you know?
Rich nigga, gettin' my dick sucked after the show
I ain't gonna lie, we were poor
A bunch of lost souls in survival mode
It wasn't no way for us unless we find our own
Runnin' in stores, kickin' in doors, nigga, give me my glory
Nigga play with me, he ain't gon' live to tell the story
You know this the type of shit we glorify, everybody "Gang, gang"
Most of the people that you grew up with, man, in chain gang
In the box, gettin' pink
Niggas shittin' where you sleep
Niggas shittin' where you eat
Who'da ever knew that I would become a fuckin' Kodak? Yeah
Rap money good but I'm still pumpin' gas through the hood
Droppin' off plates to the fam' like Thanksgivin'
Got the baby snipers standin' on that murk business, yeah, slidin' for Yak
They ready for whatever, I always knew that everything would get better
And the show got greater later
All the game came from the elders like hand me downs
Me and my brothers will hear me now
Now I'm givin' game back to the old heads
And the respect come first, yeah, you know?
Can't be better than the OG's, you gotta get it somewhere
Gotta come from somethin', gotta come from nothin'
We ain't seen this comin', we got more than a blessin'
What you doing with Kendrick? (Ooh, ooh)
What you doing with a legend? (Ooh, ooh)
So what they call you? (Ooh, ooh)
When it's all said and done we ain't leavin' empty handed (Ooh, ooh)
That's on gang (Ooh, ooh)
That's on Ma' Dukes (Ooh, ooh)
Poorer than that bitch but she fall through (Ooh, ooh)
Makin' ends meet (Ooh, ooh), daddy deadbeat (Ooh, ooh)
Had to steal for a meal or you can't eat, you know? (Ooh, ooh)
Poverty (Ooh, ooh)
Real cost, food babies, wit' (Ooh, ooh)
Now look at this shit, we own property
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