Kodak Black - Shake Back lyrics

The man

I'm not a idol, you can have the fame back
I don't wanna hear your music
Boy you can't rap
Girl, you been on my dick
Since I done came back
I sent you a letter, I ain't get a page back
He can't even read but
He been slangin' crack
You better tuck your jewelry
Get your chain snatched
I'm tryna slow down, tryna lay back
You know that money got me beat
I'm tryna shake back

Pokin windows that's la Jackboy n la J Black
I'm 'bout to wet the Cutlass
Fuck a Maybach
Free J Green, they tryna give him 8 flat
I went duffin' up da state
I caught the plane back if rap don't work
Then I'm back up on that same crap
You can leave, baby
You gon' find your way back
He can't even spell, but he can sell dope
Once you come up from that corner
Boy you gettin' low
They been lookin' for the boy
Think they tryna scope
They gon' pop it, you can lock it
You still gettin' poked
I remember you was ballin'
Now you dead broke
The last time I seen that nigga
He was smokin' 'Ports
I got nigga locked up, and they losin' hope
I don't do it for the hood
I do it for my folks
The neighbors on us, so we hit the back door
But now I'm on the radio
No more cash fo' gold

I'm not a idol, you can have the fame back
I don't wanna hear your music
Boy you can't rap
Girl, you been on my dick
Since I done came back
I sent you a letter, I ain't get a page back
He can't even read but
He been slinging crack
You better tuck your jewelry
Get your chain snatched
I'm tryna slow down, tryna lay back
You know that money got me geeked
I'm tryna shake back

I've been stayin' focused since I came back
But I will still push your top, way back
I got some money, a lil' power
And some fame too i just want the money
But they gave me fame too
You ain't really in the hood
I just came through
In the Audi A4 and the paint blue
They gon' love you now but
Later they gon' hate you
My lil' bitch from Gainesville
I call her gator boo
I ain't made the rules
But I break the rules
I was fucked up by that movie
Now I'm paid in full
Go Kodak go, go, do your thing, boo
Get that money
Just don't let that shit done change you
Left the house early, I ain't go to school
Young nigga bendin' corners in
The old school
I just bought a new strap, loading up my tool
I keep playin' with it
Y'all might see me on the news

I'm not a idol, you can have the fame back
I don't wanna hear your music
Boy you can't rap
Girl, you been on my dick
Since I done came back
I sent you a letter, I ain't get a page back
He can't even read but
He been slinging crack
You better tuck your jewelry
Get your chain snatched
I'm tryna slow down, tryna lay back
You know that money got me geeked
I'm tryna shake back