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Kodak Black - Dis Time [Official Music Video]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew O'Brien
Andrew O'Brien
Composer
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
Lyrics
Jesus Bobe
Jesus Bobe
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ayo B
Ayo B
Producer
Dr. Zeuz
Dr. Zeuz
Producer
Derek "Dyryk" Garcia
Derek "Dyryk" Garcia
Mixing Engineer
Christian Brown
Christian Brown
Assistant Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

गाने

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' But 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 a diss? Now look how it work Now I'm focused, I 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 you 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' bro Drop a hole in one of them Since a nigga act like I owe him somethin' I'm finna yolk him up Fuck around, put a nigga down 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
Writer(s): Andrew O'brien, Bill K. Kapri, Jesus Bobe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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