Kodak Black Sharp Vibez Lyrics

Kodak Black Sharp Vibez - NGB DRE

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You niggas so fucked up, they think when you fucked up, you realer

That money move, I ain't really gotta pull no trigger

These bitches was sleepin' on me, now they bitin' the pillow

I ain't gotta prove no point, niggas know I'm a killer (L Beats)

These niggas so fucked up, they think when you broke, you 'bout that

Say, these niggas tweakin', I told 'em say less, I got that

These bitches be fucked up, ain't got shit, they nothin' but pretty

He done killed half of the city, but he low-key a sissy

I told my bitch if she cheatin', it better 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 bitch

I had them turned to a bass, I stay with a stick

I'm ridin' candy paint, vert Impala

These bitches be fucked up, gon' ask you for seventeen dollars

I was just fucked up, ain't had nothin' but soup in my locker

Was in the county jail bid wearin' another nigga boxers

Hopin' the CO bitch don't smell this dope

, 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 fucked 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 fucked 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 killed his whole group

'cause all the corners I bent

I know the Devil gon' owe me for all the shit I sent

Wonder if I die sittin' in prison, is it what I get?

Will that be what I get? Nigga leave my brain on this cement

I done made a couple mil', been on a couple drills

Hit a million licks, ask all them jits, they know I'm ain't no bitch

'cause all the corners I bent

I know the Devil gon' owe me for all the shit I sent

Wonder if I die sittin' in prison, is it what I get?

Will that be what I get? Nigga leave my brain on this cement

I done made a couple mil', been on a couple drills

Hit a million licks, ask all them jits, they know I'm ain't no bitch

And any clique I ever ran with, I ran them shits

And all the time them niggas was always my lil' niggas

Them niggas 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 niggas so fucked up, think they gangster 'cause they got caught when you didn't

Me and young money state of mind, fuck it, we burnin' bridges

He know I ran up in your house on kamikaze missions