Dis Time Lyrics

Dis Time - Kodak Black

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I done popped me a Perc', but I ain't really tryna get back on the Percs

I'm sad we ain't work, but I swear that it wasn't my intention to hurt you

Niggas stay gettin' murked, I know they wanna get back on me and I'm sure

So I stay on alert, stopped poppin' that molly, it was makin' me nervous

And lately, I ain't been in the projects like that, I done learned

Niggas be hatin' and they'll put them crackers on you 'cause they scared

I revived my career, I was trippin' last year, my vision got blurry

Now I'm seein' it clear, every decision I makе gon' be worth it

From now on, yeah, evеry minute gon' count on this Earth

Ran it up with my peers, put it up for my children and them 'fore I splurge

Take it light on the streets, can't help my Z with the brain on the curb

Thinkin' 'bout all my seeds, I gotta be here for them in the mornin'

And they gotta see me when they get up early

Bitches be schemin' and niggas be lurkin'

I'm proud my lil' demon made it out of his surgery

Kill a nigga on east while I'm right in the church

Pull up, pop the shit and swerve (Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve)

I got a gift or a powerful curse (Yeah)

I ain't fuck the bitch, I just bought her a purse

Ain't you was dissin'? Now look how it work

Now I'm focused, I don't want no friends, I got enough

Let's say I don't win, let's see who those friends when time is rough

When I was broke as shit, where was these hoes then? They ain't gave me no fuck

I was just homeless

Even my own friends ain't gave me no crutch

I was just homeless

Even my own gang wouldn't put me up

I was just homeless

Even my own gang ain't make sure I'm tucked

Stick to your own plan, don't be lettin' everyone tell you what they would've done

You had your pole and then ran, now you ran 'cause you know what you should've done

Put a lil' hole in one, fuck nigga, you don't even own a gun

I'm finna smoke the boy, tell the truth, I don't even know lil' bruh

Drop a whole one of them, since a nigga actin' like I owe him somethin'

I'm finna yolk him up, fuck around, put a nigga dome in his butt

Ain't on no Diddy shit, niggas gettin' they wig split

Take that, take

I smack me a elderly bitch

I even might kill me a kid, but I ain't rapin'

They ain't comin' with no plans, they ain't comin' with no bands

Then they had dead, they tryna wait 'til you stop

Then hop out the car when they hit you in the back of your head