Penitentiary

[Intro: Kodak Black]

(I love you, Dzy)

I don't love you, bitch

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]

Ever since I was in elementary

We already knew I'd be in penitentiary, yeah

A thug life, you know, the one I'm livin'

We already knew that I'd be goin' to prison, yeah

Ain't seen my nigga Fee in a lil' minute

Thinkin' how we used to be off in the trenches, yeah

Reminiscin' on them days when I was stealin'

Swapped out the cash for gold, money for millions, uh

I bossed up, this shit a wonderful feeling

They should've nevеr let me in this business, yеah

I growed up, this shit a wonderful feeling

Was playin' with BB guns, now we killin', yeah

If I had that money back then, it've been way different

Could've bought my grandmama a new kidney, huh

If I had that money back then, it've been way different

I probably never would've had to be a menace, yeah

I got this money, but I already adjusted

This shit just upgraded my whole thuggin', yeah

Lost some of my day-one niggas just because it

But I ain't trippin', 'cause they know how I'm comin', mm

We already knew my future since a youngin

We already knew that I'd be chopper bustin', yeah

I got this money, but I already adjusted

This shit just upgraded my whole thuggin', yeah

We already knew my future since a youngin

We already knew that I'd be servin' junkies, uh

I was just a shawty, I was road runnin'

A basehead hit me for a whole onion

[Interlude: C-Murder]

Is there a heaven for a gangster?

Gave me life twice, fuck it

Murder Man, Kodak, you heard me?

Is there a heaven for a gangster? Check it out (Oh)

[Verse 2: C-Murder]

If I die alone in prison, tell my children that I was a living legend (Yeah)

Reppin' 187, dead bodies, yup, I smell 'em (I smell 'em)

Might never see heaven, but fuck it, my brother dead

Rest in peace to Big Kevin, you a legend

Real niggas, I feel 'em (I feel 'em), but sometimes, they rat (Yeah)

They have a weak moment, gotta get the gat and then I kill 'em (Dead)

And the drugs, I deal 'em (Deal 'em), I come up in the Calliope

Now where my dog at? Free my nigga Marlo (You a dog)

I run the streets, cardio, my life is hard, though (Hard, though)

So they gave me life, they always charged

To cut bars, nigga, fuck sarge (Fuck the world)

I'm in the cell blowin' with goonies (Good goonies)

Me and Joey Crack, it's loony (Yeah)

I'm on the west, y'all, my nigga Poonie (West 7th)

Snort a powder bag, I'm zonin' and I'm like fuck the world

Fuck my girl, and then I look at her picture and I wanna fuck my girl (Fuck her)

You see, my mind playin' tricks behind this fence

So I commence to vent and act like I ain't got motherfuckin' sense

I'm in the pen'

[Outro: C-Murder]

One thing I'ma tell you, bruh, you heard me?

You gotta keep it real with your, with your people when they locked up, dog, don't forget about 'em

Don't handle 'em bad, you heard me? Bro, you gotta, you know what I mean? You know, a real nigga, you gotta—

Real nigga gotta get love, you heard me?

From the hood, from the streets, from his fam, everything, bruh, you know?

Joce your dog

Don't forget that, joce your dog, 'cause when you go, your dog gon' joce you

That's what it, keepin' it true mean, you heard me?

Yeah, and I stamp these rules and I stand by these rules 'til I die, you understand me?

Real talk

Better ask somebody 'bout me

That's how I'm comin', you understand?