Kodak Black, Kill Bill Yeah I kill for the bill, steal for the bill Yeah it get real for the bill I was riding for these niggas 'fore they rode for they selves 'Cause they know I'm that lil' Zoe who can go and I don't care Ain't recording no more songs in the year My nigga died and I ain't even shed a tear My nigga died and to tell you the truth I ain't even care I got some shit to say so call the engineer You niggas be saying anything, you feel my pain through your ear I don't wanna hear that beat if I can't speak on how I feel My trigger finger itching got me busting in my crib Trigger finger itching got me busting holes in my crib Trigger finger itching got me busting in my crib Trigger finger itching got me busting holes in my crib I was a ghetto child, wanted to be down with my peers What I'm rapping 'bout the streets would vouch for me for real I'm wild but I ain't doing no more wildin' gotta chill Sorry I already made my mind up for real Lowkey I be vibin' 'cause my family need me here But God I gotta keep the fire on conceal Yeah but I'm wiser now but I ain't drinking beer Ain't running never rising nigga I was just a kid My mama she accepted what it is But I know my mama hate the way I live But everyday we thankful for this shit Say mama we gotta be thankful for this shit Know I'm the reason for all the pain I make you sip Why the hell you ain't wash your fingers with me yet Nigga when I was a baby I was a man Then I probably would have went crazy if I was him Okay I ain't gonna keep talking about my mama Everybody 'round me got a body or they wanna Everybody 'round me caught a body or they gonna Nigga would you rather go in or you go under I was riding for these niggas before they rode for they selves Plus they know that lil' Zoe he gone go and he don't care You can't tell me nothing, I'm clutching on Glock 27 You can't walk up on me I don't want you standing in my square Ain't paranoid nigga I'm sensitive about my square My dog be smoking Black & Mild I told my nigga that's lame as hell You smoking Black & Milds smoking square That shit for squares Niggas ain't even riding for they self Nigga I'm finna slide in by myself Ain't gon' tell you how I'm gon' do it 'cause I'ma do it by myself When I'm in my death bed gotta be snoozing on myself When I lost nigga I was losing by myself So damn right I'm in my new whip and I'm cruising by myself Y'all don't love this beat stop this music man I swear You don't stop this music I'm gone keep killing it I swear And I'm saying anything that comes to my brain cells Yea, feed my niggas locked up in the main jail Yea, fighting cases nigga facing PBL Eating PB and J everyday waiting on some mail I'm freestyling when I'm vibing so don't stop me I don't care My nigga tried to send me a kite I swear to God he got his mail First 48 my nigga told on hisself At school telling everybody the news before they rang the bell Hey let me just stop right here you namsayin' My nigga told me I got the game in a headlock and shit right now So let me let it go before they suffocate to death I'ma let the beat breath a little bit Goddamn I ain't give that bitch no room, no space, no air Glee