Versatile - Kodak Black: letras de canções, vídeos de música e concertos

Versatile

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Versatile foi lançado em 18 de agosto de 2017 por Atlantic Records como parte do álbum Project Baby 2: All Grown Up (Deluxe)

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DESCRIÇÃO GERAL

LETRA

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Kodak Black

Lead Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Martin McCurtis

Martin McCurtis

Songwriter

Dieuson Octave

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Dyryk

Recording Engineer

Chris Athens

Mastering Engineer

Lu Diaz

Mixing Engineer

Helluva

Producer

Letra

[Verse 1]

Seem like I lost more than I ever gained

Ain't get nothin' out these streets but pain

Ain't get nothin' out these streets but hard times

'Cause in these streets, ain't nothin' but hard times

[Verse 2]

Tell C.B. I say, "What's up?"

Tell everybody I say, "What's happenin'?"

Tell E-Pimp I said, "Shoot me sum'n"

Tell them boys I said, "Stop flaggin'"

Tell my mama that I'm comin' home

Tell the world that it won't be long

Ask my hoes, what's up with they phones?

Tell 'em I'm away, but I ain't gone

[Verse 3]

I said, "Boo bear, what you wanna do?"

Once you slide, I'ma follow through

The stand took a **** up and through it

Lil' Dash told me, "Kodak, don't do it"

Tell my son that I love his ass

Tell him I can't wait to hug his ass

This for them **** who got all that time

Now they tryna give them numbers back

A **** shot my cousin four times

I heard through the wire my brothers doubled back

I just bumped into this super jit

I'm hollerin' at Lil' Fam through the vent

I'm lettin' you know I do this shit for fun

Then tell me, "Go", and consider it done

Shout out Petho and my brother Blood

My **** C-Lo, he just caught a thug

I'm shootin' cee-lo in a **** ass

Then hit a **** for his whole bag

Tell them boys I said, "Stop crabbin'"

Send it even if I never asked

[Verse 4]

I knew I shoulda told my lil' **** DJ to chill

But I can't tell him shit, he doin' the same shit that I will

I'm thinkin' 'bout how would it be if we ain't get on them pills

And we ain't ever chose the streets and picked up the steel

I'm thinkin' 'bout how would it be if we stayed on the field

Like I ain't even have to rap, 'cause I got other skills

Them nights we ran down with them sticks and got them automobiles

And we were jackin' cars and shit 'cause it wasn't hard to steal

Like doin' bids and seein' it come, but this the life I live

But I know that this my last one, somethin' gotta give

It seem like God got me payin' for all the shit I did

'Cause I slowed down a while ago and switched to positive

The rough was just enough, a **** fell in love with the thrill

But before he forgive me, I gotta pay for it still

And I done did so much of shit that I ain't proud I did

But when I took rappin' serious, I threw the towel in

But Lord, You say You gon' forgive me, so forgive me then

'Cause I done picked the Bible up and read Corinthian

I'm still young and I got a lot to experience

Like this the first time in my life I felt this serious

I got a little boy now, now I wanna be there for bruh

The feeling he give a ****, I ain't never felt this way before

And you could look into my heart and see that I'm for real

That I done resulted in a metamorphosis

God, you know my destiny 'cause you gave me this gift

You the one who put the breath in me to make me spit these lyrics

You done gave a **** a chance to pay my mama bills

You done turned me to a man, unlike my daddy is

[Bridge]

No, this shit ain't over, I got some more to spit, man

That was for the real ****

I got some shit for the hoes

[Verse 5]

She make me happy, she make me smile

She brought me up when you let me down

She nothin' like you, she different

She nothin' like you, she magnificent

She intelligent, she love me better than you

Better than, she love me better than you

She make me happy, she make smile

She brought me up when you let me down

[Verse 6]

Could you hold the title? It comes with a lot

Could you hold the title? You don't have to lie

Could you hold the title? Could you play the role?

You can't hold her title, baby, let me know

Could you hold the title? Could you play the part?

Could you hold the title till death do us part?

Could you hold the title? Hold a **** down?

Could you hold the title? Tryna figure out

[Verse 7]

Take you out to dinner, stick this dick in your liver

I'm fuckin' your head up, I'm playin' these mind games with you

I'ma suck that pussy good, then you ain't gon' hear from a ****

I'm fuckin' your head up with all this extracurricular

I could fuck Virgin Mary 'cause the game so unordinary

Had plans of gettin' married till they had me on solitary

You left me here stranded, I'm feelin' abandoned

You got me so hurt right now, I need me a bandage

Transgression, so leave your corner

Who gon' stay solid and be down for you when you really want 'em?

When you really need 'em?

When them people playin' with your freedom

When a **** shit on me one time, but I be tryna get even

I'm tryna get equal

I might stop ridin' with that heater

I'm in a Thunderbird and I'm slidin' with that Desert Eagle

Tell me, who my people?

Show me where my foes at

Who gon' ride for Kodak?

Who gon' up and shake on me?

Who gon' jump the gate on me?

Pillowcase, that thang on it

In case you tryna lay on me

Change my address, but Karma, she know where I stayed on it

But that bitch better come correct 'cause she know that I stay on it

I ain't sleepin', so forget 'bout comin' creepin' late on me

Got the twelve gauge on me, I got a thirty eight on me

I got the MAC-10, I used to have the baby K on me

I bought a X-Box, but I don't play on it

PS4, but I don't play no games on it

The beat over, I got so much to say on it

My heart cold, put a glacier over it

[Verse 8]

I'm pullin' scams, identity theft

Don't buy my album 'cause I don't care

I'm pullin' scams, identity theft

Don't buy my album 'cause I don't care

I'll be damned I don't find a way to make some cash

I'll be damned, she come over and she don't get back

Be damned, I'll be damned, she think she gon' get a bag

I'll be damned, you get me and I won't get you back

One eighth to sell you, screw me, and you get nailed

I wrote this in a cell, free my **** who ain't tell

Be damned, I'll be damned, I go out without the heat

I'll be damned if I take that nat nat out to eat

Boy, you ain't livin' like that, you know you ain't in these streets

Even my ho could get whacked, I be strapped when I be sleep

I'll be damned one of you **** come run up on me

I just called my woo man, told him to pray over me

Be damned, I'll be damned if I don't come home in a week

Be damned, I'll be damned, thinkin' a young **** sweet

I'll be damned if she don't call me, soon the molly kick in

I'll be damned if she tell me she don't wanna turn up again

Your bih gave me a key, put me on the lease

I standed at the feast, then they bring to me a beast

It took my weight on my shoulders, told her, "Don't tell me to hold up"

I feel my heart gettin' colder, turn into a polar

I'm reppin' Broward County, Florida, I'm from out the 'Nolia

Project Baby, that lil' Haitian from the ugly corner

Written by: Kodak Black, Martin McCurtis

Rodapé Shazam

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