Letra de Mayhem - Kodak Black

(Hendrix going brazy)

(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

Staring out my window

Watching days go by

Waiting for the sun to come out

To dry these eyes

To get up again

To leave me with sorrow

Why?

I be wanting to cut a nigga dick and make him eat it, I got torture in my heart

Full of gas, I smell Promethazine every time I fart

You know I'm on my demon, I kept it Z right from the start

Left no footprints on the scene, I did a mission in some Clarks

Every day Halloween, I'll spin in broad day, it ain't gotta be dark

Every day shopping spree, walkin' 'round the mall and pushing carts

Rocking all white cocaine clean, you know I'm hiding from the narcs

Now my nigga been wanting to beef 'cause I ain't tryna pay his lawyer

Fucked her and made her bleed, ever since been tryna avoid me

Babygirl got that peach back there, she gotta be from Georgia

Walk through across a Lilly Dilly, bitch, I'ma need a quarter

Bust down Jesus piece, lately I've been feeling anointed

Staring out the window on a jigga early mornin'

You know you can't beat a nigga, might as well and come and join me

Scored a 40, and I ain't thirty yet, like how you ain't gon' afford me?

Say I can't wait to Sniper Gang, shoot shit up like the army

Staring out my window

Watching days go by

Waiting for the sun to come out

To dry these eyes

To get up again

To leave me with sorrow

Why?(Ayy)

Got your bitch stressed out, she in here getting peed off

Walkin' 'round the house butt-naked with my mink on

Dumped a whole clip on a bitch, then I reload

Fuck with Lil Crix, that's my dawg, yeah, Beethoven

Even though I know the nigga hating, I'ma keep showing

Love 'til I get him where I want, then I'ma cutthroat him

Sweet petite freak, soaking wet, weighing one forty

Every drink turn Easter pink in my cupholder

I promise not to get too excited 'bout nothing

I only expect for love to turn on me

Watching all the days fade, I can't even enjoy it

'Cause I be in the studio late into the morning

They keep throwing beef on my plate when I ain't hungry

I be tryna kill everything, I can't focus

Think 'bout where I been, where I came and where I got

I been at the top of my game, where I'd be without

Staring out my window

Watching days go by

Waiting for the sun to come out

To dry these eyes

To get up again

To leave me with sorrow

Why?

'Cause I be in the studio late into the morning

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