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In my own bubble nigga, had to clear my circle up 'Cause wasn't nobody with me when I was piped out in the box Kodak Black, I'm the truth man This another one In my own bubble nigga, had to clear my circle up 'Cause wasn't nobody with me when I was piped out in the box Grab them one for ones and end up goin' double par You would think a nigga homeless, man he stay on the block Remember we were homeless, man I stay tryna plot I was going up top and hiding pieces in my socks Find another route, and then I turned it up a notch Had to quit half steppin', had to give it all I got Fuck the FPL, bitch we buckin' all the power I been doing well since I bumped into that power Yeah them niggas straight, but ain't no nigga like a nigga from Broward Running out of mollies so I laced her up with powder Young nigga, I just wanna lay low and chill Hoe don't call me Kodak, thought I told you call me Bill You know a nigga clutching got to keep that thang concealed Nigga what's the point of doing it if you ain't gon' do that shit for real? Damn man, I thought Ian Rapport keep it real Used to fuck with Carlo 'til he showed me what it is Can't believe Dieuson, looked up to him when I was lil' I ain't even shocked, kinda expected that shit from Khalil In my own bubble nigga, I had to clear my circle up 'Cause wasn't nobody with me when I was piped out in the box Grab them one for ones and end up goin' double par You would think a nigga homeless, man he stay on the block Remember we were homeless, man I stay tryna plot I was going up top and hiding pieces in my sock Find another route, and then I turned it up a notch Had to quit half steppin', had to give it all I got Best believe, let it sit too long and it's gon' rot I seen it comin', once you leave your home we in ya spot I'm in school, I got a glue stick, filled it up with rock If I up it, I'ma shoot it, 40 with a cock 40 with a dick, yeah, extendo on my Glock Cash for gold I use to catch a city bus way to the swap I done growed up, young nigga 18 Mondo let me hold a nine, and that shit there got a beam Went on a lil' mission by myself, only me Niggas tryna intervene, come between a nigga dream Lil JackBoy he just call me I'm like "What's up, what you need?" Even though he straight, I still sent him something for canteen In my own bubble nigga, I had to clear my circle up 'Cause wasn't nobody with me when I was piped out in the box Grab them one for ones and end up goin' double par You would think a nigga homeless, man he stay on the block Remember we were homeless, man I stay tryna plot I was going up top and hiding pieces in my sock Find another route, and then I turned it up a notch Had to quit half steppin', had to give it all I got
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Bill Kahan Kapri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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