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Deep Pain - Kodak Black (Ft. YoungBoy Never Broke Again)
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Deep Pain Kodak Black (Ft. YoungBoy Never Broke Again)

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Deep Pain - Kodak Black (Ft. YoungBoy Never Broke Again)
[Intro: Kodak Black]
I just wanna' get all of my niggas off the block

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
I just wanna' get all of my niggas off the block
Came up with a master plan, I was in a box
Hidin' contraband ice pick in my sock
Poppin' champagne, I ain't tryna' pop his top
I just wanna' get all of my niggas off the block
Came up with a master plan, I was in a box
Hidin' contraband, ice pick in my sock
I'm poppin' champagne I ain't tryna' pop his top

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Came up but I'm still full of pain (Preach to them youngin's cuz I know they listen when I talk)
All praise to my God (But I gotta' thank my hood role models that I made it out)
They ain't never give me shit, but I capitalize off everything they talk
They don't know me but I'm knowin' that they know what I'm about
Kodak said I gotta' think before I open up and talk

[Verse 3: Kodak Black]
Yeah, this real shit you just gotta' feel him
I ain't hangin' round if you ain't down to kill a nigga
I'm on (?) check that boy whеn I pistol-whip him
I forgot it would cock back when I spin him
I won't leave a witnеss I leave a victim
But I don't wanna be another nigga' in the system
Imma' double back on a nigga if I miss him
Take my momma' on a cruise like my name Victor
Fuck the bitch then I dismissed her
Hublot on my wrist I don't want Victor
Get the skrilla, split it with yo nigga's
Rolling on jiggas bust some money down like a swisher
If my nigga down Imma' uplift him
Took a lotta' chances Imma' high risker
My nigga mind goin, he don't got nothing to live for
I swapped out the Bel-air for the liquor
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