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Kodak Black

They Fear Me

 

They Fear Me

(album: Closure - 2022)


I'm thinking 'bout quitting rapping, tell the truth, I'm never happy
The politics come with the shit, be making me feel like snapping
They hiding all my music, so I don't get too many views
I'm still doing my thing, but it don't do what it used to do
They only show support to you in public, when it's cool
So they hiding all they love for you in private
I keep it too real, they fear me, I want the world to hear me
I know Lil Boosie, Tory Lanez, and DaBaby feel me
They try to mute the real niggas who voicing they opinion
But I'm realer than the realest, so they gon' have to take me serious
And if you don't give me this Grammy, I'ma steal it
I've been nominated nine times, I'ma need me one of them bitches
Got Cardi B money, I could've did a song with Nicki
I missed out on a lot of opportunity, let's get it
Bringing street shit in the business, every day another killing
Meeting new niggas, but I can't believe they living how I'm living
So I don't really be feeling 'em
I've been distant from my niggas, tryna get me together
They ain't benefiting me, but they just want me to help 'em
Take my losses by myself, but when I'm winning, we winning
Can't believe I made it out, they really want my position
It's like the come-up was more funner, you can still hear the hunger
I still be hanging where I hung up, shooting dice in the gutter
'Member beefing with my brothers in the same house, barely talked
I figured out, dawg, all we got is each other
Bringing pain to my mama and we already poor
Wondering why we gotta struggle, evictions on the door
Lost a lot and lost some more, I got it bad
Gotta raise my children straight, but I ain't never had a dad to learn from
I'm a baby with three babies, they got Ms in they savings
Why I gotta kill myself to make these people embrace me?
Rappers passing it, I'm busy doing calendars
Making up for all the time I lost, so I'm sitting in the canister

done

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