Kodak Black - Sharp Vibes lyrics

[Verse 1]
You niggas so f**ked up
They think when you f**ked up, you realer
That money move, I ain't really gotta pull no trigger
These b**ches was sleepin' on me, now they bitin' the pillow
I ain't gotta prove no point, niggas know I'm a killer (L Beats)

These niggas so f**ked up
They think when you broke, you 'bout that
Say, these niggas tweakin'
I told 'em say less, I got that
These b**ches be f**ked up
Ain't got sh*t, they nothin' but pretty
He done killed half of the city
But he low-kеy a sissy

I told my b**ch if she cheatin'
It bettеr be worth it
I know I keep breakin' your heart
But you better not hurt me
And the way that my BM be movin'


Just pray for the b**ch
I had them turned to a bass, I stay with a stick

I'm ridin' candy paint, vert Impala
These b**ches be f**ked up
Gon' ask you for seventeen dollars
I was just f**ked up, ain't had nothin'
But soup in my locker
Was in the county jail bid wearin' another nigga boxers

Hopin' the CO b**ch don't smell this dope
See the wick in the vent, then wanna pop my door
I'm better off in Alaska, dark and cold
Hope my son don't grow up like me wit' a evil soul

I got some secrets I wonder if Jesus knows
Only God knows all of the people I stole
All the dope I sold, all the P's I stole
All the moms cried 'cause I made they sons die

Say, bae, I'm so f**ked up, 'times I wonder why
My heart so troubled, sometimes I wanna fly
Ain't seen it comin', the streets done turned me a vulture
Incarcerated, but it could be way worse

Bae
Would you believe me? You the one I'm lovin'
I know I f**ked up so much times
I make it hard to trust me
But I can see the stars through this destroyed roof
I took it way too far, I killed his whole group

[Chorus]
Even state troopers tryna [_] 'cause all the corners I bent
I know the Devil gon' owe me for all the sh*t I sent
Wonder if I die sittin' in prison, is it what I get?
Will that be what I get? Nigga leave my brain on this cement
I done made a couple mil', been on a couple drills
Hit a million licks, ask all them jits, they know I ain't no b**ch

Even state troopers tryna [_] 'cause all the corners I bent
I know the Devil gon' owe me for all the sh*t I sent
Wonder if I die sittin' in prison, is it what I get?
Will that be what I get? Nigga leave my brain on this cement
I done made a couple mil', been on a couple drills
Hit a million licks, ask all them jits, they know I ain't no b**ch

[Verse 2]
And any clique I ever ran with
I ran them sh*ts
And all the time them niggas
Was always my lil' niggas
Them niggas ain't even wanna wreck 'less
I was right there with em
You'd think I work for eBay
The way you gon' get your issue
I know some real steppers ain't
Never spent a day in prison
These niggas so f**ked up, think they gangster
'cause they got caught when you didn't
Me and young money state of mind
F**k it, we burnin' bridges
He know I ran up in your house
On kamikaze missions