Kodak Black – Why You Always Gotta Go lyrics

Ooh, why you always gotta go?
Why you gotta leave?
Why you always gotta go?
Kodak, why you gotta leave?
Why you gotta leave?
Yeah, when we link up, it’s legendary

Why you always gotta go?

Kodak, why you gotta leave?

You always in the streets, you don’t make no time for me

Why you always gotta leave me here on my own?

Why we can’t ever spend leisure time home alone?

Probably never got your heart broke before

But you gon’ get your karma for sure

Plus I heard she got a heart colder than yours

Never got my heart broke before

Baby, that’s a dub, fallin’ for no whore

She want love, but I just want war

I’m runnin’ with my Z like my name Gohan

I bring a nigga that static, think he seein’ Pok√©mon

My first hundred Gs, made it with my soldiers, huh

So when you see me with my V’s on my feet, you know it’s on

From the bricks, I rock a Dickie fit, I don’t need Saint Laurent

Million dollar nigga, seven figure, Yves Saint Laurent

Maybe I think I’m paranoid when I’m feelin’ on yo’ booty

Can’t break my heart ’cause I’m a thug, love just a illusion

Real thug need a lady to hold him down ’cause we go through shit

I ride or die with the hive, but we treat ’em like they groupies

Why you always gotta go?

Kodak, why you gotta leave?

You always in the streets, you don’t make no time for me

Why you always gotta leave me here on my own?

Why we can’t ever spend leisure time home alone?

Probably never got your heart broke before

But you gon’ get your karma for sure

Plus I heard she got a heart colder than yours

Never got my heart broke before

Tell Karma when she come to bring her lingerie to the crib

And a towel to bathe with the couple days that she here

Yeah, I heard her heart cold, but mine’s glacier to the year

Yeah, I got right in that water, I dove straight from the pier

Went to jail, and I ain’t never been free for a year

Ever since then, the kid ain’t never seen the streets a whole year

I ain’t pressin’, applyin’ pressure on a bitch ’cause that’s weird

I ain’t stressin’, ‘specially never ’bout a bitch ’cause that’s weird

She’s a nat nat, she’s a queer

She’s a nat nat, she’s a theory

Make it rain like a dear

Stunt severe, stuntin’ yearly

Like you ain’t got no ears

Express myself, but you don’t hear me

I’m breakin’ out in tears

Damn, lil’ dear, you gon’ kill me

Why you always gotta go?

Kodak, why you gotta leave?

You always in the streets, you don’t make no time for me

Why you always gotta leave me here on my own?

Why we can’t ever spend leisure time home alone?

Probably never got your heart broke before

But you gon’ get your karma for sure

Plus I heard she got a heart colder than yours

Never got my heart broke before

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