Songtext zu ' News Matt ' von Kodak Black

All of a sudden, everybody love me 'cause I'm back literally
Ask my mama, I was thuggin', I came back from under her titty
Got a shovel for niggas, say they tryna get up with me
Say they dancing with the devil, but they don't wanna see my gritty
She called me for a feature, I said: I wanna fuck you naked
I've been noticing a lot of bad bitches come from Philly
When a nigga straight, the only time you fucking with me
They be smiling in my face, but really wanna kill me

They be smiling in your face, but really wish to kill ya
Groundhogs when you wack and there go another nigga
Cracker tryna paint me like a junkie and I got fucking issues
Yep, as long as they don't catch me with another pistol
Now homie, I ain't finna say nothing, I'm just gonna come and get ya

The diddly and pickle eggs in the projects, I remember
Everything, uptown projects, UTP
With brutal youngin' nigga tryna put you on a tee
Think of my life in golden acres back in the G
Thankful all my snipers and all the game they gave to me
Young nigga stealing pictures, painting just to see the dentist
From watching Wallie whippin', I knew I'd never be a witness
I was in elementary, skipping, thuggin', jumping fences
I knew I was going to penitentiary, kill me 'fore I be a witness

They be like: Kodak, boy, you been blessed
We remember you in the projects, you didn't even know who you are yet
I was bad, but I was smart as shit
'Cause I went to private school, 'cause I won a lot of spelling bee contests

You would pay the debt, my first charge was armed carjacking
It's a flex to say you grew up with Lamar Jackson
Get inside the jet for trapping', get to ma's house, bending traffic
I ain't sayin' we were rich, but we payin' rent
So much gay shit with this fame shit, made me wanna stop rapping
I ain't gonna lie, I'm snapping, but I can't lie, I'm not happy
Ain't had no fun, I bought me none 'fore I took care of my family
If I can do it again, my friends and my kin have every cent

Every time a bitch come 'round this bitch, nigga start flaggin'
Like I'm a kid, so I'm grown and more strong than you, then
And how I step, I know I be wrong, I start moving like how you is
Hey, homie insecure, gotta treat me like a jit to feel like a man

Damn, I'm fucked up in the head
I was chasing after friends, I damn near ran through all the bread
I forgave you a little bit, but I can't forget all the shit you said
It made me think: What else you gotta say that you ain't sayin'?
Like anything I ask you, acting deaf like you want me to beg
Make sure you jet soon as you land, you changed on me yet, but I bet it's the plan

Big stepper, you know how I stand, would've gave my last breath, twin
These nigga out here won't even support their brother 'cause they don't wanna feel like a dick rider