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Corrupted

Kodak Black

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Y'all ain't finna save me I'm your blessing, ma Mama, I know, 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 gonna 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 don't really be tryna 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, turned up on a nigga ass When they let me out VA, I had thirty stashed Poppin' fraud 'cause this rap shit wasn't bringin' cash Always takin' care of my mama 'cause she all I had You would think the boy roller blading I done 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 Yaweh, 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, could you be my lady? I be goin' through some phases I don't wanna know new faces Everybody 'round me changin' I was just talkin' about it to my partner 'nem I just gave a p***y ass ho a compliment Thought she was a thousand, I just started to like the bitch Nine dollar bill, that ain't real, she counterfeit My nigga, I was so close to wifin' it I ain't brought it in, she's triflin' All along she was just a bodit bitch She a slimed bitch, she a grimey bitch She conniving, she a sloppey 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 --- Corrupted - Kodak Black

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Jermaine Benard Smith, Bill Kapri

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Heart Break Kodak (HBK)

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Atlantic Records

Release Date

February 14, 2018

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