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Kodak Black - Why You Always Gotta Go [Official Audio]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derek Garcia
Derek Garcia
Songwriter
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dyryk
Dyryk
Producer

Lyrics

Ooh, why you always gotta go? Why you gotta leave? Why you always gotta go? Kodak, why you gotta leave? Why you gotta leave? Yeah, when we link up, man, we legendary Why you always gotta go? Kodak, why you gotta leave? You always in the streets, you don't make no time for me Why you always gotta leave me here on my own? Why we can't ever spend leisure time home alone? Probably never got your heart broke before But you gon' get your karma for sure Plus I heard she got a heart colder than yours Never got my heart broke before Baby, that's a dub, fallin' for no whore She want love, but I just want war I'm runnin' with my Z like my name Gohan I bring a nigga that static, think he seein' Pokémon My first hundred Gs, made it with my soldiers, huh So when you see me with my Res on my feet, you know it's on From the bricks, I rock a Dickie fit, I don't need Saint Laurent Million dollar nigga, seven figure, Yves Saint Laurent Maybe I think I'm paranoid when I'm feelin' on yo' booty Can't break my heart 'cause I'm a thug, love just a illusion Real thug need a lady to hold him down 'cause we go through shit I ride or die with the hive, but we treat 'em like they groupies Why you always gotta go? Kodak, why you gotta leave? You always in the streets, you don't make no time for me Why you always gotta leave me here on my own? Why we can't ever spend leisure time home alone? Probably never got your heart broke before But you gon' get your karma for sure Plus I heard she got a heart colder than yours Never got my heart broke before Tell karma when she come to bring her lingerie to the crib And a towel to bathe with the couple days that she here Yeah, I heard her heart cold, but mine's glacier to the year Yeah, I got right in that water, I dove straight from the pier Went to jail, and I ain't never been free for a year Ever since then, the kid ain't never seen the streets a whole year I ain't pressin', applyin' pressure on a bitch 'cause that's weird I ain't stressin', 'specially never 'bout a bitch 'cause that's weird She's a nat nat, she's a queer She's a nat nat, she's a theory Make it rain like a dear Stunt severe, stuntin' yearly Like you ain't got no ears Express myself, but you don't hear me I'm breakin' out in tears Damn, lil' dear, you gon' kill me Why you always gotta go? Kodak, why you gotta leave? You always in the streets, you don't make no time for me Why you always gotta leave me here on my own? Why we can't ever spend leisure time home alone? Probably never got your heart broke before But you gon' get your karma for sure Plus I heard she got a heart colder than yours Never got my heart broke before
Writer(s): Derek Garcia, Bill Kapri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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