Presenting Last Day In Lyrics By Kodak Black. The Song is written by Kodak Black. The Song is produced by LenoxBeatmaker, Luca Vialli & Dyryk. The song is released on 23 January 2021.
Last Day In Song Info
- Song – Last Day In
- Artist- Kodak Black
- Produced by – LenoxBeatmaker, Luca Vialli & Dyryk
- Written by – Kodak Black
- Released Date – 23 January 2021
Song Info
[Intro]
Oh, man
Everybody be like goin’ crazy with this like, autotune and shit
I don’t need no tunes for the auto
All I’m missin’ is you
[Verse]
I done made it out that fire like it’s magic
If you ain’t with me, I don’t wanna see you happy
I’m just tryna spend my Easter in Miami
My baby told me stay out the way and stick to rappin’, yeah
Now what you got the money for if you gon’ waste it?
Lil’ Kodak, ain’t you tired of livin’ crazy? Boy, you famous now
I’m just tryna spend my Easter in Miami
And I need it on my first day out, bitch, that’s my last day in
I’m in all kind of shit, I’m chillin’ at the Days Inn
I’ve been prostrating, prayin’ I don’t get prosecuted
I can’t believe that you can really leave me lonely
You don’t even call to see if a nigga hungry (Yeah)
I done stood up in that water with all kind of diver
I done made it out that fire, like a firefighter
I’m in Cleveland quarantining with a baddie
Ducked off we ain’t poppin’ out until they find a vaccine, yeah
I told my lawyer, boy, I love you like a daddy
And I’ma catch a charge before I let them take advantage of me
I done came home so much, I already know they tired of me
Ran up out of prison, I ain’t say bye to nobody
I want sushi then some coochie, no more lunch trays, yeah
Had to stop showin’ everybody where my momma stay, yeah
Trump just freed me, but my favorite president is on the money
All the hate and prejudice has become evident to me
Tryna quit takin’ trips with the Carbon
But I know you niggas won’t miss the chance if you could harm me, yeah
This my first day out, bitch, I want a head massage
Ain’t no rumor, I keep shooters in my entourage (Mm)
Got the white bitch talkin’ like a nigga home
I be runnin’ with the Z’s, like I’m Piccolo (Mm)
Spend my Christmas in Miami, yeah, Caresha Brownlee
They ain’t even wait ’til you went to prison, they left you in the county
I been savin’ up the money on my Sundays
Know you only wish for you to see me sufferin’
Whatever I spend on you is less than what you makin’ me
Who spent the biggest bag on you? Girl don’t play with me
‘Cause I don’t want to have to show you that I love you, baby
If you ever cheat on me, guess what I’m gon’ do, baby?
I don’t know, I think it’s over for this rap game shit
This my first day out the joint, so that my last day in
[Outro]
Yeah so, I was on the horn with my momma
You know, that’s my Z queen
And she like, “Son, you got a beautiful voice”
I was blowing to her, sayin’ this to her and shit
Say this my last day in, know what I’m sayin’
Yo ta tiye m tou, tonè kraze m pap pran prizon
Yeah so, creatin’ a healthy and a happy lifestyle
I’m so proud of myself and how far I’ve come
Always kept it real, even when no one’s lookin’
