Versatile song by Kodak Black from Primary Album Project-baby-2. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Florida Rap, Rap, Trap music. The Record company is Sniper Gang Records & Atlantic Records. Released on August 18, 2017.
Versatile Meaning
| [[Intro] Ayy, I’m just going through one of my old pads and shit, you know what I’m sayin’? You know, a nigga so versatile I don’t even need no auto-tune and none of that shit I could sweep the flow up, the melody Like I could speak to all her fans through every genre I fuck wit this beat, tough though, ya heard Helluva made this beat, baby Everything on my path for this I swear to God, dawg, I never imagined this I remember I was out there on my savage shit, carjacking shit On my snappin’ shit, trappin’ shit, ratchet shit [Verse 1] Seem like I lost more than I ever gained Ain’t get nun out these streets but pain Ain’t get nun out these streets but hard times ‘Cause in these streets ain’t nun but hard times Tell C.B. I say wassup Tell everybody I say what’s happening Tell E-Pimp I said shoot me som’in Tell them boys I said stop flaggin’ Tell my momma that I’m comin’ home Tell the world that it won’t be long Ask my hoes wassup with they phones Tell ’em I’m away but I ain’t gone I said boo bear what you wanna do Once you slide, imma follow through The stand took a nigga up and through it Lil Dash told me, Kodak don’t do it Tell my son that I love his ass Tell ’em I can’t wait to hug his ass This for the niggas who got all that time Now they trying to give them numbers back A nigga shot my cousin four times I heard through the wall my brother doubled back I just bumped into this super jit I’m hollering at Lil Fam through the vent I’m letting you know I do this shit for fun Tell me go then consider it done Shoutout Petho and my brother blood My nigga C-Lo he just caught a thug I’m shooting cee-lo in a nigga ass They hit a nigga for his whole bag Tell them boys I said stop crabbing Send it even if I never asked I knew I should’ve told my lil nigga DJ to chill But I can’t tell him shit he doin the same shit that I will I’m thinking bout how would it be if we ain’t get on them pills, if we ain’t never chose the streets and picked up the steel I’m thinkin’ bout how would it be if we stayed on the field Like I ain’t even have to rap, ’cause I got other skills At nights we ran down with them sticks and got them automobiles And we was jackin’ cars and shit ’cause it wasn’t hard to steal Like doin bids and seeing it come, but this the life I live But I know that this my last one, something gotta give Seem like God, got me paying for all the shit I did ‘Cause I slowed down a while ago, switched up positive The rough was just enough for a nigga fell in love with the thrill But before he forgive me I gotta pay for it still And I done did so much of shit that I ain’t proud I did But when I took rappin’ serious I threw the towel in But Lord you say you gon’ forgive me, so forgive me then ‘Cause I done picked the Bible up and read Corinthians I’m still young and I got a lot to experience I guess the first time in my life I felt this serious I gotta lil boy now and I wanna be there for bruh The feeling he give a nigga I ain’t never felt this way before And you can look into my heart and see that I’m forreal That I done resulted in a metamorphosis God, you know my destiny ’cause you gave me this gift You the one who put this breath in me to make me spit these lyrics You done gave a nigga a chance to pay my momma bills You done turned me to a man unlike my daddy is , [Interlude] No this ain’t over, I got some more to spit That was for the real niggas I got some shit for the hoes [Verse 2] She made me happy, she made me smile She brought me up, when you let me down She nothing like you, she different She nothing like you, she magnificent She intelligent, she love me better than you Better than, she love me better than you She made me happy, she made me smile She brought me up, when you let me down Could you hold the title, it come with a life Could you hold the title, you don’t have to lie Could you hold the title, could you play the role You can’t hold the title, baby let me know Could you hold the title, could you play the part Could you hold the title, till death do us part Could you hold the title, hold a nigga down Could you hold the title, tryna figure out Take you out to dinner, stick this dick in your liver I’m fuckin’ your head up I’m playing these mind games witcha I’ma suck that pussy good, then you ain’t gon’ hear from a nigga I’m fuckin your head up with all these extracurriculars I can fuck Virgin Mary, ’cause the game so unordinary Had plans on gettin’ married til they had me on solitary You left me here stranded, I’m feelin’ abandoned You got me so hurt right now I need me a bandage Transgression Show you your corner, who gone stay solid and be down for you When you really want ’em, when you really need ’em When them people playing with your freedom When a nigga shit on me one time but I be tryna get even I’m tryna get equal I’m iced out riding with that heater I’m in that Thunderbird, I’m sliding with that Desert Eagle Tell me who my people, show me where my folks at Who gon’ ride for Kodak? Who gon’ up and shake on me? Who gon’ jump the gate on me Pillow case that thang on it In case he tryna lay on me Changed my address But karma she know where I stayed on it But that bitch better come correct she know that I stay on it I ain’t sleeping so forget about coming creepin’ late on me Got the 12 gauge on me I got the 38 on me I got the MAC-10, I used to have the baby ‘K on me I bought a Xbox but I don’t play on it PS4 but I don’t play no games on it The beat over got so much to say on it My heart cold put a glacier on my wrist , [Interlude] I’m forever abnormal I know I wrote this shit longer than a average rapper Ya’know I’m sayin glee But you got me fucked up I be damn if you don’t let me keep ridin’ this shit boy [Verse 3] I’m pulling scams, identity theft Don’t buy my album, ’cause I don’t care I’m pulling scams, identity theft Don’t buy my album, ’cause I don’t care I be damn if I don’t find a way to make some cash I be damn if she come over and she don’t get mad Be damned, I be damn if she think she gon’ get a bag I be damn if you get me and I don’t get you back 187 you screw me and you get nailed I wrote this in the cell, free my niggas who ain’t tell I be damn, I be damn if I go out without the heat I be damn if I take that nat nat out to eat Boy you ain’t livin’ like that you know you ain’t in the streets Even my ho can get whacked, I be strapped when I be sleep I be damn if you niggas come run up on me I just called my woo man, told him pray over me I be damn I be damn if I don’t come home in a week I be damn I be damn thinkin’ a young nigga sweet I be damn if she don’t call me soon the molly kick in I be damn if she don’t tell she gon wanna turn up again Yo bih gave me a key, put me on her lease I’m standin’ at the feast til they bring in me a beast It’s too much weight on my shoulder so don’t tell me hold up Feel my heart gettin’ colder turning to a polar Reppin’ Broward County Florida, I’m from out the nolia Project baby a lil Haitian from the ugly corner] |
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- Who is the person responsible for producing the lyrics of Versatile?
This lirics prodiucer by Helluva Beats.
- Can you name the individual who created this track? Versatile
Versatile song is written by Helluva Beats & Kodak Black
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Versatile song lyrics mixing Engineer by Lu Diaz
- Who worked on the recording of the song?
Versatile lyrics recording Engineer is Dyryk
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Versatile lyrics song mastering engineer is Chris Athens
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