kodak black
yeah project baby
these streets took my conscience
glee
sniper gang
these streets took my conscience
kodak black
yeah everybody with me on that same thang
i don’t gangbang but i bang bang
i pull up to the club i got on eight chains
took that bitch to wingsnthings she wanted to be my main
future
brown liquor made my dawg insane
booted up or geeked it’s the same thang
fish scale or molly it’s the same name
murder by the stains which gang you claim
the big patek face cost ten chains
took your bitch out to eat on a private plane
real talk 50 when it’s plain jane
fucked that junkie behind the dumpster for some cocaine
kodak black
ayy free my nigga cool he in the chain gang
chris johnson i swear for god i drop the twentyeight
i told my nigga be smooth cool he put a potato on a barrel
i kicked her dumbass out my crib say she want chanel
i bought that bitch a lace ’cause she ain’t got no hair
i sent that poor ass hoe a uber ’cause she ain’t got no wheels
thirty golds in my mouth like i’m stephen curry
thirty clip in my glock ’cause i’m a damn warrior
4 future
streets left me scarred ain’t no worries
run my money up in a hurry
thirteen strippers james harden
money make you greedy when you starving
monisha tamica they vouching
before i had anything i was saucy
before i had that bentley truck i was saucy
all these hitters yeah i pray you never cross them
5 kodak black
she say she pregnant i swear i think i wanna off her
eighteen hunded i got more stories than a author
i’m credit card swipin’ at the chase bank ey
me and future gang gang same thang
i check your temperature nigga is you hot or cold
like a state trooper i make my money on the road
i remember hittin’ houses nigga cash 4 gold
these streets made me lose my conscience took a nigga soul
6 future
these streets took all my soul from me
tried to leave me in the cold
these streets took my conscience from me
now tough love is all i show
i know my niggas got love for me
and they filling up they nose
i know my lil bitch got love for me
she just want everybody to know
7 kodak black
i know my niggas they be missin’ me
so i be posted on the stroll
i don’t even care about how much cash i see
i’m always gon’ be in the ‘no
i ran out of money then they switch lanes
i ran it back up then i switch lanes
in a brand new range diamond colored candy cane
i bought a brand new k i can’t wait to let it spray
i’m sorry mom ain’t mean to bring you through so much pain
i said i’m sorry mom i ain’t mean for it to be this way
ayy but fuck it bitch i’m here i got diamond rings
all the finer things designer jeans i’m gettin’ paid
kodak black
these streets took my conscience
all the finer things designer jeans i’m getting paid
these streets took my conscience
all the finer things designer jeans i’m getting paid
all the finer things designer jeans i’m getting paid
all the finer things designer jeans i’m getting paid
Artist: Kodak Black Featuring Future
Year: 2017
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 340