Kodak Black - Omega lyrics
Kodak Black [Dieuson Octave] Pompano Beach, Florida, U.S
[Kodak Black - Omega lyrics]
DzyOnDaBeat
Got my education in prison
Got my education, like, from the trenches
From the-
From the block, I'm sayin'
Being involved and all that, yeah
I got my education in prison
But I can't go to college
I run with all the older boys
But I don't pay no homage
I can't forget this shit I did
I hope it don't come and haunt me
'Cause if I die I'll probably fry and
I don't wanna be no omelette
I see the reaper when I lay down
I'm sleepin' when I'm walkin'
Nightmares be comin' easy
Sweet dreams don't come too often
I remember, shit the other day
I remember I was talkin' to my shawty, I say
"I don't remember gettin'
Your mama pregnant
But you came from my loins
I can't even bring you to Chuck-E-Cheese
She be takin' my coin"
She be puttin' them people in my face
She say I don't be supporting
I was masked up
Runnin' in Verizon and T-Mobile stores
'Cause all of my homeboys were robbin'
And wanting me to join
Now I be thinkin' 'bout catching bodies
When I be gettin' borin'
I was stealin' cars and I ain't know
Why when I got my own foreign
I be thuggin' hard and I don't know why
When all of my niggas be goin'
If I was in the state, I might be straight
I woulda had at least supporting
But now I'm dead, I'm in the feds
Then people got no remorse
The judge be givin' me this look
But he don't think I'm gorgeous
He gon' try to hit me with the book
But he don't know my story
Shit been gettin' weird lately
I just play my part
Slidin' in a demon with some demons
Tryna catch a corpse
This ain't a 550
In the middle of Valentine I
Had a different bitch here
I been tryna stop the Perkies
But it ain't workin'
I don't need nobody ridin' with me
I was thinkin' 'bout the hood, my mama say
"Don't go there"
If it don't go my way
This relationship ain't goin' nowhere
I be standin' on the bitch
She say I'm too controllin'
I be standin' on the bitch
She say I'm too controllin'
Standing on niggas, I be steppin' on them
I ain't comin' home until they fix that AC
I been on the road
Breakin' in vehicles lately
You got murder for hire? I need
A job on the spot
Ayo, pass me a lighter
I'm tryna smoke me a opp
That's a Rollie Sky-Dweller, a
Fly lil' fella
You are
Follow up with Berettas
I send some shells through your car
I'm back in that mode, back on that business
I tell 'em go and crash at
The show and book a ticket
I'ma be the one and they know
The one that's killin'
I keep tryna look for a drop
To get 'em dropped
Better make it count on this mission
'cause slippers count
So what you finna do if
He slippin'? Get a mop
Fuck you thought? Know I'm sayin'
Fuck you mean
"What I'ma do when I see 'em"?
Got my education in prison
Got my education, like, from the trenches
From the-
From the block, I'm sayin'
Being involved and all that, yeah
I got my education in prison
But I can't go to college
I run with all the older boys
But I don't pay no homage
I can't forget this shit I did
I hope it don't come and haunt me
'Cause if I die I'll probably fry and
I don't wanna be no omelette
I see the reaper when I lay down
I'm sleepin' when I'm walkin'
Nightmares be comin' easy
Sweet dreams don't come too often
I remember, shit the other day
I remember I was talkin' to my shawty, I say
"I don't remember gettin'
Your mama pregnant
But you came from my loins
I can't even bring you to Chuck-E-Cheese
She be takin' my coin"
She be puttin' them people in my face
She say I don't be supporting
I was masked up
Runnin' in Verizon and T-Mobile stores
'Cause all of my homeboys were robbin'
And wanting me to join
Now I be thinkin' 'bout catching bodies
When I be gettin' borin'
I was stealin' cars and I ain't know
Why when I got my own foreign
I be thuggin' hard and I don't know why
When all of my niggas be goin'
If I was in the state, I might be straight
I woulda had at least supporting
But now I'm dead, I'm in the feds
Then people got no remorse
The judge be givin' me this look
But he don't think I'm gorgeous
He gon' try to hit me with the book
But he don't know my story
Shit been gettin' weird lately
I just play my part
Slidin' in a demon with some demons
Tryna catch a corpse
This ain't a 550
In the middle of Valentine I
Had a different bitch here
I been tryna stop the Perkies
But it ain't workin'
I don't need nobody ridin' with me
I was thinkin' 'bout the hood, my mama say
"Don't go there"
If it don't go my way
This relationship ain't goin' nowhere
I be standin' on the bitch
She say I'm too controllin'
I be standin' on the bitch
She say I'm too controllin'
Standing on niggas, I be steppin' on them
I ain't comin' home until they fix that AC
I been on the road
Breakin' in vehicles lately
You got murder for hire? I need
A job on the spot
Ayo, pass me a lighter
I'm tryna smoke me a opp
That's a Rollie Sky-Dweller, a
Fly lil' fella
You are
Follow up with Berettas
I send some shells through your car
I'm back in that mode, back on that business
I tell 'em go and crash at
The show and book a ticket
I'ma be the one and they know
The one that's killin'
I keep tryna look for a drop
To get 'em dropped
Better make it count on this mission
'cause slippers count
So what you finna do if
He slippin'? Get a mop
Fuck you thought? Know I'm sayin'
Fuck you mean
"What I'ma do when I see 'em"?