Kodak Black – From The Cradle (Lyrics | Video)

Lyrics “From The Cradle” / Kodak Black

Okay, just keep, just keep me recordin’, I don’t care
Sometimes I don’t be knowin’ what I wanna name my songs
And I just be flowin’

Yeah, I don’t want no relations, lil’ mama, we can’t be laid up, no
I’m from Golden Acres, but now I’m sittin’ on acres, ayy
I don’t want no relations, you know that I got me a lady, baby
Me and Lil DJ tight, we gon’ rock to the grave from the cradle

House with a lake no neighbors
And links on my wrist, no bailiff, ay
House with a lake no neighbors
And links on my wrist, no bailiff, ay

I can’t fathom if you play with me, yeah
I’d be happy if you stayed with me, ay
I’ma get in that p**sy and dance in it, baby
I need your tender lovin’ and carin’, ohh
All these VV diamonds transparent, ohh
Drinkin’ Molly like the cranberry, yeah
I can’t fathom if you play with me, ay
I’d be happy if you stayed with me

I promise I love you, Kayla, Jayla and Karen
I’m honest, I love you Alexis, Chelsea and Tara
You Cazzie, baby, you mean the world to me, ooh
I love you so much, I want the world to see, ay
And Twanisha, I want me another chance, babe
You got me, don’t need no other man, yeah

And I’ve been f**kin’ with you, I go up, baby
I don’t know what I’ma do if you run, baby
I’ve been f**kin’ with you, I go up versuri.online
I don’t know what I’ma do if you run
I’ve been f**kin’ with you since I was a youngin’
I’ma put a baby in you ’cause you deserve it
I’ma put a lil’ seed right in your stomach
You be right where I be, on 1800

Ayy, I don’t want no relations, lil’ mama, we can’t be laid up, no
I’m from Golden Acres, but now I’m sittin’ on acres, ayy
I don’t want no relations, you know that I got me a lady, baby
Me and Lil DJ tight, we gon’ rock to the grave from the cradle

House with a lake no neighbors
And links on my wrist, no bailiff, ay
House with a lake no neighbors
And links on my wrist, no bailiff, ay

Ay, I’m like how can I breathe when you be gone
Ain’t tryna see the police ’cause I be runnin’, oh
I’m like how can I breathe when you be gone
Ain’t tryna see the police ’cause I be runnin’, oh
I see you f**kin’ with me, I’m catchin’ on
I’m gon’ put a lil’ seed right in your tummy, ayy
I see you f**kin’ with me, I’m catchin’ on

I see you f**kin’ with me, I’m catchin’ on
I’m gon’ put a lil’ seed right in your tummy
Ain’t tryna see the police ’cause I be runnin’
I’m like how can I breathe when you be gone
I see you f**kin’ with me, I’m catchin’ on
I’m gon’ put a lil’ seed right in your stomach, ayy…

➤ Written by Kodak Black
Album: Dying to Live
Kodak Black 2018

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