Shake Back - Kodak Black

I’m not a idol, you can have the fame back

I don’t wanna hear your music, boy you can’t rap

Girl, you been on my dick, since I done came back

I sent you a letter, I ain’t get a page back

He can’t even read but he been slinging crack

You better tuck your jewelry, get your chain snatched

I’m tryna slow down, tryna lay back

You know that money got me beat, I’m tryna shake back

Pokin windows that’s la Jackboy n la J Black

I’m 'bout to wet the Cutlass, fuck a Maybach

Free J Green, they tryna give him 8 flat

I went duffin' up da state I caught the plane back

If rap don’t work, then I’m back up on that same crap

You can leave, baby, you gon' find your way back

He can’t even spell, but he can sell dope

Once you come up from that corner, boy you gettin' low

They been lookin' for the boy, think they tryna scope

They gon' pop it, you can lock it, you still gettin' poked

I remember you was ballin', now you dead broke

The last time I seen that nigga, he was smokin' ports

I got nigga locked up, and they losin' hope

I don’t do it for the hood, I do it for my folks

The neighbors on us, so we hit the bad up

But now I’m on the radio, no more camera

I’m not a idol, you can have the fame back

I don’t wanna hear your music, boy you can’t rap

Girl, you been on my dick, since I done came back

I sent you a letter, I ain’t get a page back

He can’t even read but he been slinging crack

You better tuck your jewelry, get your chain snatched

I’m tryna slow down, tryna lay back

You know that money got me beat, I’m tryna shake back

I’ve been stayin' focused since I came back

But I will still push your top, way back

I got some money, a lil' power, and some fame too

I just want the money, but they gave me fame too

You ain’t really in the hood, I just came through

In the Audi A4 and the paint blue

They gon' love you now but later they gon' hate you

My lil' bitch from Gainesville, I call her gator boo

I ain’t made the rules, but I break the rules

I was fucked up by that movie, now I’m paid in full

Go hard like go, go, do your thing boo

Get that money, just don’t let that shit done change you

Left the high early, I ain’t go to school

Young nigga bendin' corners in the old school

I just bought a new strap, no that’s not my crew

I keep playin' with it, y’all might see me on the news

I’m not a idol, you can have the fame back

I don’t wanna hear your music, boy you can’t rap

Girl, you been on my dick, since I done came back

I sent you a letter, I ain’t get a page back

He can’t even read but he been slinging crack

You better tuck your jewelry, get your chain snatched

I’m tryna slow down, tryna lay back

You know that money got me beat, I’m tryna shake back