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	  Intro: Kodak Black 
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Aye mayne, I like the depth of this song, ya know what I'm sayin' 
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Not the death of the song but the D-E-P-T-H of the song 
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Ya feel me, the complexity and shit 
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I like the topic 
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Kodak Black man 

Chorus: 6LACK 
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Look my word is bond as fuck 
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My life is hard enough 
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They not rewarding us 
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They disregarding us 
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And if I go to D.C., I'm tryna spar with Trump 
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I'm not a politician, just can't ignore the stuff 

verse 1: 6LACK 
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This really just a free verse, I put my life in reverse 
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I dug up out my old pain and put it on a t-shirt 
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So many sides to this shit, not here for the popular shit 
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Your own people will laugh when you on positive shit 
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Before I die, I'ma teach, I light a blunt and I preach 
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Ain't no facade you can see, that I can only be me 
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I got a daughter to raise, one day she gon' be a queen 
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I'm tryna get shit together, so she can have anything 

Chorus: 6LACK 
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Look my word is bond as fuck 
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My life is hard enough 
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They not rewarding us 
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They disregarding us 
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And if I go to D.C., I'm tryna spar with Trump 
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I'm not a politician, just can't ignore the stuff 

verse 2: Dreezy 
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I take this life how it come 
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Got heart but still won't show love 
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If I tell people where I'm from, they might think I gotta gun 
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Got J's that's still in the box 
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No tax or bands on my ones 
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I took my feelings out this shit and put my trust in my funds 
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Tat my dead homie on my sleeve 
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Don't need glasses, see what I see 
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Told me at ten, what I wasn't gon' be 
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Nigga ain't make the league, so we turn to the streets 
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Cops wanna blast 'fore they see ya I.D 
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Might do the race 'fore a nigga catch me 
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Damn if it be another R.I.P 
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It's a black/white world but I only see green 
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Killers gettin' off innocent, when the clip showin' that he did the shit 
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Try to talk and they ain't listenin' but they'll point it out if you get ignorant 
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Fuck with you if you a benefit 
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That's why I pay off cash at the dealership 
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But I got money stashed for the bail and shit 
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But I'ma write it off, good penmanship 
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Can't say we representing when half the office White Supremacist 
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This can't be, "Land of the free". 
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If kneeling might cost your position 
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I'm supposed to respect the system 
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They call our brothers, "Sons of bitches" 
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And when my Unc' came home from prison 
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For the same shit y'all tried to turn into a business 
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Take our culture, our blueprint 
Pay the knockoff to come model us 
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Hurricanes come and swallow us 
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Opp niggas tryna put the dot on us 
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We pourin' Henny, cause we all bottled up3 
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Granny said, "Scratch ya lottos up" 
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But the bible says it goes full circle 
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I'ma tryna find me a good purpose 

Chorus: 6LACK 
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Look my word is bond as fuck 
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My life is hard enough 
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They not rewarding us 
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They disregarding us 
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And if I go to D.C., I'm tryna spar with Trump 
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I'm not a politician, just can't ignore the stuff 

verse 3: Kodak Black 
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Ain't old enough to hit the club to fill my cup with rum 
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But I can go die in the army or go to war for them 
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Ain't old enough for marijuana cigars, spark my blunt 
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But old enough to spend my life behind bars, that dumb 
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Totin' magazines that got me in the articles 
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When I'm in Washington D.C., I'm doing fraud n' stuff 
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Ain't worried bout Donald Trump 
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Ain't worried bout seeing no monuments 
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These people got weather control 
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Where the hell you think Hurricane Harvey from? 
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The weather ain't got no name 
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Where the hell you think Hurricane Harvey from? 
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These people control the rain, these people be diggin' bunkers up 
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But they only got 2 more years of slavery to do harm to us 
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I feel like Kunta Kinte nigga, I'm the one who fought for us 
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I was in the clubs in 6th grade, fightin' the adults and stuff 
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Feel like Kunta Kinte nigga, I'm the one who fought for us 
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Ever since the 6th grade nigga, I was the one who fought for us 

Outro: Kodak Black 
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Ever since the 10th grade nigga, I was the one who fought for us 
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So I feel like Kunta Kinte nigga, I'm the one who fought for us yeah 
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I fought for us, nigga I die for us, nigga I risk my life for us 
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I risk my life for us nigga and I'll die for us nigga