Dis Time Lyrics – Kodak Black

Read the full Dis Time lyrics by Kodak Black along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Kodak Black’s music, you can also explore Hit Stick and ONBOA47RD, two other songs by Kodak Black.

[Verse]
I done popped me a Perc’, but I ain’t really tryna get back on the Perc’
I’m sad when you hurt, but I swear that it wasn’t my intention to hurt you
N!ggas stay getting murked, I know they wanna get back on me and I’m sure
So I stay on alert, stop popping that molly, you’re making me nervous
And lately, I ain’t been in the projects like that, I done learned
N!ggas be hating, and they’ll put them crackers on you ’cause they scared
I revived my career, I was tripping last year, my vision got blurry
Now I’m seeing it clear, every decision I make gon’ be worth it
From now on, yeah, every minute gon’ count on this Earth
Ran it up with my peers, put it up for my children and them [‘fore I splurge?]
Take it light on the streets, can’t help my Z with your brain on the curb
Thinking ’bout all my sins, I’d rather be there for them, I don’t learn
When they all see me, [I’m naked and hurting?]
B!tches be scheming and n!ggas be lurking
[I’m battling my demon right out and it’s surgical?]
Kill a n!gga on easy while I’m writing in church
Pull up, pop the s*it, and swerve (Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve)
I got a gift or a powerful curse, yeah
I ain’t fu*k the b!tch, I just bought her a purse
Ain’t you was dissing? Now look how it work
Now I’m focused, I don’t want no friends, I got enough
Let’s say I don’t win, let’s see who those friends when time is rough
When I was broke as s*it, what would these hoes give? They ain’t giving no fu*k
I was just homeless
Even my own friends ain’t giving no fu*ks
I was just homeless
Even my own gang wouldn’t put me up
I was just homeless
Even my own gang ain’t make sure I’m tucked
Stick to your own plan, don’t be letting everyone tell you what they would’ve done
You had your pole and ran, now you ran ’cause you know what you should’ve done

[Bridge]
Put a lil’ hole in one, fu*k n!gga, you don’t even own a g*n
I’m finna smoke the boy, tell the truth, I don’t even know lil’ bruh
Dropping off one of ’em, since a n!gga acting like I owe him something

I’m finna help them up, fu*k around, put [it on your door, on this, boy?]

[Outro]
Ain’t on no Diddy s*it, n!ggas getting they wig split
Take that, take
I smack me a elderly b!tch
I even might kill me a kid, but I ain’t raping
They ain’t coming with no plans, they ain’t coming with no bands
Then they had dead, they tryna wait ’til you stop
Then hop out the car when they hit you in the back of your head