Fresh Out / My Struggle lyrics

[Intro]
I hit rock bottom
Thought I was never gon' come up bih
For real tho, thank you lord

[Verse]
Thank you lord I’m here, I never imagined it
It lil Kodak Black, b*tch come capture this
Ain't puttin' up with that, no I ain’t havin' it
Been showin' too much love, no more after this
They told me I’m a star, actin' like I’m average
Cuz I be rappin' but I don't be on that rappin' sh*t
I still be in the hood, totin' my strap and sh*t
Stop that flaggin', that's how sh*t be happenin'
That time I let you slide, Imma whoop your ass b*tch
Save the choke sandwich in my mattress
Ay, where them yellow bones? I don't want no black b*tch
I'm already black, I don't need no black b*tch
Put your hands up if you a bad b*tch
Bae let's go and blow a check at Saks Fifth
I said "I love you?", I was just on that Yak b*tch
Girl you know I'm bein' sarcastic
I bag her then I’m gone with that sh*t
Girl don’t call my phone with that sh*t
f*ck it I don't owe a n*gga sh*t
I been outchea thuggin' since a jit
Remember when we was strugglin' in them prick
A n*gga had to go and hit a lick
I was throwin' rocks in the ditch
Now I'm throwing rocks at the chaingang
I just wanna gain and maintain
Ain’t nothing change, it’s still the same damn thing
New year but ain't a damn thing changed
Still in traffic, road running, switching lanes
State to state, I'm breaking the bank
Went to BA then I went to Chase
Only hang around with n*ggas who gon' crank
Only hang around with n*ggas who don't think
n*ggas out here taking chances everyday
n*ggas out here wylin' but they people straight
Can't say no to drugs, I be smoking dank
Don’t let Kodak in here he gon' stink up the place
I'm so God damn high, I can't feel my face
I'm so God damn high, I just might stick up the place
First I start my day off with a wake and bake
I ain't working out but I be shaking weight
Now my lawyer hollering pay me
Cause I got court December 7th