Kodak Black - Corrupted lyrics

Yes, yes I'm your blessing, ma mama, I know
Sometimes I act crazy but
I'm still your baby
The projects made me like this
You can't blame me

Mama I'm still your baby but
The streets corrupt me
I'm sorry I fell in love with guns
I fell in love with thuggin'
I'm clutchin'
I keep that Colt 45 everyday like Tony Dungy
I shoulda just listened to what you said
But I don't really like instructions
I don't be wantin' to hear nothing
'Cause I was lookin' up to my cousin
They was in and out of jail
That was all I seen
So I knew what I wanted to be as a youngin'
Mama said she hate my stubbornness
Why I gotta be so grumpy
When it comes to anger don't rush it
You gon' end up in a dungeon
I hate my attitude but I love him
'Cause I don't really be
With that fuck shit
Mama I'm fried, I be just tryna vibe
I ain't really trying to get impulsive
Sittin' back sippin' on Hennessey
Niggas tryna drain out my energy
Ain't no bad vibe in these premises
I can feel the vibe you envy me
Tryna stay level headed keep my head straight
But the devil he don't want to
See me go the better way
Deep in my heart lookin' for the love I had
My heart was gold but these
Dirty streets turned it black
I was a good lil' nigga life turned me bad
Can't show sympathy, I might get whacked
On probation but I know I
Got to stay strapped
Went on a lick geek, I forgot my face mask
Went on a lick geek, turn up on a nigga ass
When they let me out VA, I had 30 stash
Poppin' fraud 'cause this rap
Shit wasn't bringin' cash
Always takin' care of my mama
'cause she all I had
You would think a boy roller bladin'
How I skated so much ramifications
I coulda got draft to the Patriots
NFL, run up on me get deflated
Drop some but I caught a lot of cases
On route, goin' up top on a safety
I pray to Yahweh could you save me?
Lately, I been goin' back crazy
Maybe if you be my lady
I might stop all this ragin'
Baby could you be my lady?
I just been sittin' here thinkin'
Wonder if you could be my lady
I be goin' through some phases
I don't want to know new faces
Everybody 'round me changin'
I was just talkin' about this
To my partna them
I just gave a pussy-ass ho a compliment
Thought she was a thousand
I just start to like the bit
Nine dollar bill that ain't
Real she counterfeit

My nigga I was so close of wifin' it
I ain't brought it in, she's triflin'
All along she was just a bodit bitch
She a slimy bit, she a grimey bitch
She conniving, she a sloppy bitch
Don't go out like that, she a nat
Fall back Black she a nat
Don't go out like that she a nat