Sticky 1

[Intro] Totin', aye That project baby two, hell yeah But right now, this that institution Yeah, for real man For all that time I was down, man They said I caught 11 years, man Fuck that shit, look it, man I do this shit bad, on the real, nigga I never seen the work, dawg [Verse 1] Look, this for all that time when I was lost, they left me stranded See, I don't even do this for myself, this for my family I made a lot of mistakes, made it off circumstances That could've ruined my life, I'm bout to sign with Atlantic Look, God be lookin' out for me, he gave me several chances I sent him a lot of prayers, he sent me a lot of places My momma said "Imma make it" too, my daddies dancin' I put in a lot of work, and now my dreams manifestin' Project baby, I cultivated, do somethin' amazin' I pulled up, all that tool shit, I just couldn't take it I thought it was over for a minute, a bad situation I was so far away from home, but I just emancipated I'm just so captivated, that I could be here again So fascinatin', to see my people again Swear I tried to leave the streets, but you were pullin' me in My nigga rolled a statement on me, I thought he was my friend I can't even pretend I love to jump on these beats Tell my fans what I'm feelin' deeply inside of me This what's inside of me, y'all a big part of me I'm sorry for leavin' y'all, this my apology I just hope y'all believe it, got trues and paid dues But it ain't easy as queasy, it's like I'm here for a reason I just hit rock bottom, I thought everything was sweet But many niggas so sour, man My cousin had me sellin' powder, I was bumpin' em off We used to bag em up, and keep it all at my momma house All my niggas out there livin', just keep livin' it up All my life, in the projects, I was livin' it rough When I was down and out, ain't nobody really gave a fuck They ain't really down with you, they only down when you up I used to be that cafe fit, the full holster in the cut A young nigga, sixteen, with rim in my cup I had to take a Gatorade, braid, ran to these streets I had to cut my niggas, showin' they were playin' for keeps That's all a nigga has to tell ya, they were leachin' on me I ain't even toilish, gettin' fame for free When I was in a sticky one, they ain't show no support Before I learned how to swelm, I'd count straight off the porch We know a nigga from the south, hittin' licks up in north I used to play ball, but now I'm in a whole other court I'm married to the game, we ain't never tryna divorce Fell in love with the game, I gave a bitch and a cause Oh, you thought this shit was over with? Nigga you crazy Kodak Black, I bounce back, like a foreigner baby Boy this ain't no fugaze, run it back, yeah it's true Ain't none of this no fugaze, what I be spittin' to you Cuz I just get in the booth And I be spittin' the truth How I be spittin' to you, you think I'm missin' a tooth How I be whippin' the coupe, you think I'm missin' no roof Catch me playin' with the chick, like cock a doodle doo I was out there on the jigga, call your boy jiggaboo I ain't talkin' cereal, but I be gettin' the loop [Outro] Ha ha Hell yeah, man Kodak, keep movin' You can do it This that Institution Free my nigga [?]