Kicking In - Kodak Black

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

And twelve of us, I’m recordin' myself

Fuck it let the beat rock

Just please don’t let the beat stop

And you don’t even need to knock

I don’t care if it never drop

Just felt my heartbeat

Just felt my heartbeat

Just felt my heartbeat

Cause I’m heart of the projects

I was baptized on the block

No more orange pop, I’m drinkin' holy water

I could’ve swore I felt somethin' beat in me

I run away from love when it get too deep

I’m scared to love you back 'cause I might love too deep

I don’t wanna love you, girl, 'cause I won’t love you deep

Valentine, packin' 9, my lady want a dinner date

I ain’t have no time so I just took the bitch to Steak 'n Shake

The beat it got me in my feelings, vibin' to the rhythm

My ears a symphony but I don’t show no sympathy

Don’t let 'em kill your self esteem, they tryna kill your dignity

Niggas out here gamblin' wit they lives for some publicity

Damn, left my heart in these streets, I left the trick to treat

I’m scarred, lost my conscience to the block, it’s feelin' good to sleep

And I don’t need no court sentence

I love this beat so much I hope the Lord in it

Dreads in my head and they look like Devil horns in it

All my niggas be up in the business like them dorks in it

Drippin' on 'em, like a dinosaur I be so vintage

Drippin, you can’t get these in the store, yeah I’m so different

My clothes and my hoes different

These days I don’t know what I’m spendin'

These days I don’t know what I’m gettin'

I got blood on my Givenchy

Video vixen, so much bitches, these days I don’t know who I’m hittin'

I don’t even know what I’m sippin', I just know it’s kickin' in

Holler if you feelin' it

Lovin' and I’m thuggin' 'cause they both go hand in hand

Thuggin' cross the country, from the US to Switzerland

Booted like Shaquille O’Neal

You know the deal, I’m on the pill

I just tucked the .32 right in my Timberland

Holler if you feelin' it

That jigga kickin' in

Ain’t got no-kickin' in

Ain’t got no-kickin' in

Ain’t got no-kickin' in

Holler if you feelin' it

At the Last Supper got my plate first

At the Last Supper I got my plate first

I ain’t got no feelings