down n out (freestyle)

kodak

project baby and you know that

they say this beat dead

imma bring it back to life

and no this not my beat

i swear to god

yea i'm young and from the projects

stolen cars

but i'm gettin money now

so i bought a jet

she want me to love her

eat that pussy good

slide it in her ass

but i'm not familiar with that

i'm not the student at the front seat of the class

teachers pet a class clown

cuz i ain't go to class

why go to school i know all i need to know and i'm gettin cash for gold money

so why should i pass now?

i'm sitting on a crate

chillin in the shade

fresh cut

kodak fade

on my corner with them thangs

come and getcho a pillow sack 5 for 20

i got nicks and dimes

whatcho want my zone high grade

she wit you

fade away

money come everyday

you can get it anyway

see i'm gettin it everyway

lil kodak

silly me i'm mr. k

where is my k

super cold n save the day

i keep me fucking all these hoes

and i cant be making friends

imma be you foes

you don't know

they be hatin on the low

i'm that lil nigga from the know

that lil zone

i'll be polo to the floor

boy don't act like you don't know

i came up shootin dice by the dope hole

throwing looks to the youngest nigga i hear post it on the stove

snatchin chains i fell in love with that gold

she be shiny

she so pretty

boy i love that hoe

my people be tryna tell me leave the streets alone

but they see i just wont listen

they say just let him go

they got me at runnin back and now i'm running them back

and koot say when i get older ill be running the sack

i'm that rachet chick baker rat maniac wheres that

pockets fat

hit my first slit i don't know how to act

them crackers say i look like lil boosie

plus i rock the boosie

they call me boosie

they say i'm so easy to catch

they say i'm adhd

schizophrenic

my pistol panic

get you'll be fine

get nervous

i can't handle it

project baby and you know that i am him

my nigga found me

he was wit me shootin in the gym

i was settin him up for 3s

but i was scoring more then him

he wanted to be the team

grabbed my balls straight off the rim

my main bitch be trippin

she not my main

but the only reason she my main

cuz i don't got no other bitches

i be stolo

slidin foreign she be nervous when she in it

i be drivin on the molly's

i be rollin like a philly

ghetto child post it wit that 9 like ibaka

ugly corner jet forty cal hit you like aaron locker

lil nigga

big ole pistol

i can't shoot no choppa

rock designer fabric

i'm proud of florida like harry potta