I’m Kodak Songtext
von Kodak Black
I’m Kodak Songtext
Like overnight, I changed my whole mentality
I kept goin′ back to jail, them people laughed at me
Separating entertainment from reality
She forgave me, I ain't even ask her for that
I′m looking in the mirror like, "Boy, you Kodak!"
How the the hell I turned into a fuckin' Kodak?
I remember feelin' like these rappers passin′ me
They said I need to start actin′ like I'm Kodak
I wish that I can fly to get away
I hate I chose this life, but it′s too late
Sometimes I wanna cry to clean my soul
I pray that I'm forgave for everything
Can you see the best in me now?
I′m no longer twenty
I'm goin′ through my struggles dog, everybody ventin'
I was tryna send a whole zip, Z street in the rain
I done turned into a Kodak, I was just in the trenches
And I thought I wasn't gon′ never leave
Man, I think I growed up in my sleep
Really, I think the Feds got me in them feels
I′m not in the Jets, I'm on a Lear
I just ran up a check, like lil′ one chill
All that extra shit gon' get you killed
I need me some rest so I can heal
They know who do that steppin′ shit for real
I moved to Salt Lake City in Utah
Over here I ain't gotta worry ′bout shoot-ah
I'm a big stepper, I'm keeping my shoot-ah
I was just fuckin′ that bitch on a rooftop
Three hundred a show, get more in Dubai
Tell me it′s smoke, you know I'm a cool guy
Ooh, you the finest bae, you too fly
Keepin′ my mind off things like Woosah
Birthday June, went to sleep in July
Wake me up after September
I like me over any nigga
Fuck a steppa', nigga, send ′em
I kept goin′ back to jail, them people laughed at me
Separating entertainment from reality
She forgave me, I ain't even ask her for that
I′m looking in the mirror like, "Boy, you Kodak!"
How the the hell I turned into a fuckin' Kodak?
I remember feelin' like these rappers passin′ me
They said I need to start actin′ like I'm Kodak
I wish that I can fly to get away
I hate I chose this life, but it′s too late
Sometimes I wanna cry to clean my soul
I pray that I'm forgave for everything
Can you see the best in me now?
I′m no longer twenty
I'm goin′ through my struggles dog, everybody ventin'
I was tryna send a whole zip, Z street in the rain
I done turned into a Kodak, I was just in the trenches
And I thought I wasn't gon′ never leave
Man, I think I growed up in my sleep
Really, I think the Feds got me in them feels
I′m not in the Jets, I'm on a Lear
I just ran up a check, like lil′ one chill
All that extra shit gon' get you killed
I need me some rest so I can heal
They know who do that steppin′ shit for real
I moved to Salt Lake City in Utah
Over here I ain't gotta worry ′bout shoot-ah
I'm a big stepper, I'm keeping my shoot-ah
I was just fuckin′ that bitch on a rooftop
Three hundred a show, get more in Dubai
Tell me it′s smoke, you know I'm a cool guy
Ooh, you the finest bae, you too fly
Keepin′ my mind off things like Woosah
Birthday June, went to sleep in July
Wake me up after September
I like me over any nigga
Fuck a steppa', nigga, send ′em
Writer(s): Jesse Singer, Chris Soper, Bill Kapri, Latavius Driver, Brian Stanley, Sean Piatt Jr, Anthony Howard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com