Conscience (feat. Future)
Bill Kahan Kapri (born as Dieuson Octave) , (born June 11, 1997), better kn… Read Full Bio ↴Bill Kahan Kapri (born as Dieuson Octave) , (born June 11, 1997), better known by his stage name Kodak Black, is an American rapper from Pompano Beach, Florida, United States. He burst onto the scene at a young age when his single "No Flockin" made the rounds in 2014. He eventually released his breakthrough commercial mixtape, Lil Big Pac, in 2016. His debut album, Painting Pictures, released in 2017, with the single "Tunnel Vision", which reached the top 10 of the Billboard Hot 100. He is also known for his song "Roll In Peace", featuring fellow late Floridian rapper XXXTENTACION, which also reached the top 40 on the Billboard Hot 100. Other notable singles include "Transportin", "Versatile", "Patty Cake", and "There He Go".

Conscience
Kodak Black Lyrics


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Yeah, Project Baby
These streets took my conscience
Glee
Sniper Gang
These streets took my conscience

Yeah, everybody with me on that same thang
I don't gang-bang but I bang-bang
I pull up to the club, I got on eight chains
Took that bitch to Wings-N-Things, she wanna be my main

Brown liquor made my dawg insane
Booted up or geeked, it's the same thang
Fish scale or Molly, it's the same name
Murdered by the stains, which stain you claim?
The big Patek face cost ten chains
Took your bitch out to eat on a private plane
Real talk, one-fifty when it's plain Jane
Fucked a junkie behind the dumpster for some cocaine

Ayy, free my nigga Cool, he in the chain gang
Chris Johnson, I swear 'fo God I drop the twenty-eight
I told my nigga be smooth, he put a potato on a barrel
I kicked her dumbass out my crib, she say she want Chanel
I bought that bitch a lace 'cause she ain't got no hair
I sent that poor ass ho a Uber 'cause she ain't got no whip
Thirty golds in my mouth like I'm Stephen Curry
Thirty clip in my Glock 'cause I'm a damn Warrior

Streets left me scarred, ain't no worries
Run my money up in a hurry
Thirteen strippers, James Harden
Money make you greedy when you starving
Monisha, Tameka, they vouching
Before I had anything, I was saucy
Before I had that Bentley truck, I was saucy
All these hitters, yeah, I pray you never cross them

She say she pregnant, I swear I think I wanna off her
Eighteen hunnid, I got more stories than a author
I'm credit card swipin' at the Chase Bank
Ayy, me and Future gang gang, same thang
I check your temperature, nigga, is you hot or cold?
Like a state trooper, I make my money on the road
I remember hittin' houses, nigga, Cash 4 Gold
These streets made me lose my conscience, took a nigga soul

These streets took all my soul from me
Tried to leave me in the cold
These streets took my conscience from me
Now tough love is all I show
I know my niggas got love for me
And they filling up they nose
I know my lil' bitch got love for me
She just want everybody to know

I know my niggas, they be missin' me
So I be posted on the stroll
I don't even care how much of cash I see
I'm always gon' be in the 'No
I ran out of money, then they switched lanes
I ran it back up, then I switched lanes
In a brand new Range, diamond colored candy cane
I bought a brand new K, and I can't wait to let it spray
I'm sorry ma, I ain't mean to bring you through so much pain
I said I'm sorry ma, I ain't mean for it to be this way
Ayy, but fuck it, bitch, I'm here, I got diamond rings
All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm gettin' paid

These streets took my conscience
All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid
These streets took my conscience
All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid




All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid
All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid

Overall Meaning

Kodak Black's "Conscience" is a song that delves into the dark underbelly of street life and how it can rob one of their sense of morality. In the opening lines, he acknowledges that the "streets took [his] conscience," setting the tone for the rest of the song. He talks about his experiences with drugs, money, and women, painting a vivid picture of a life marked by excess and recklessness.


Throughout the song, Kodak Black seems to be grappling with the consequences of his actions and the impact they've had on his life. He acknowledges that his lifestyle has left him scarred and unable to feel remorse. He expresses regret for hurting his mother and apologizes for the pain he's caused her. However, at the same time, he revels in the money and material possessions that have come with his fame, highlighting the duality of his existence.


Overall, "Conscience" is a chilling and introspective song that showcases Kodak Black's raw talent as a rapper. It offers a glimpse into the world of street life and the toll it can take on those who get caught up in its web.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, Project Baby
Kodak Black is the project baby from the streets


These streets took my conscience
Kodak has lost his conscience and morals to the tough street life


Yeah, everybody with me on that same thang
Kodak and his crew are on the same wavelength


I don't gang-bang but I bang bang
He doesn't belong to a gang, but he is still armed and dangerous


I pull up to the club, I got on eight chains
Kodak likes to show off his wealth with his gold chains


Took that bitch to Wings-N-Things, she wanna be my main
He took a girl out for chicken wings and now she wants to be his girlfriend


Brown liquor made my dawg insane
His friend lost control after drinking too much hard liquor


Booted up a geek, it's the same thang
Getting high on different kinds of drugs has the same effect


Fish scale or molly, it's the same name
Different types of drugs have different names, but they all lead to the same consequences


Murdered by the stains, we'll stain your claim
The stains of blood and violence will taint their reputation and ownership


The big Patek face cost ten chains
His expensive watch costs as much as ten gold chains


Took your bitch out to eat on a private plane
He took his girl on a luxurious private jet for dinner


Real talk, 150 when it's plain Jane
He spent a lot of money on his watch, even though it's simple-looking


Fucked the juggler behind the dumpster for some cocaine
Kodak had sex with a prostitute to get some cocaine


Ayy, free my nigga Coo, he in the chain gang
His friend is locked up in prison and he wants him to be free


Chris Johnson, I swear 'fo God I drop the twenty-eight
Kodak will drop his opponent like Chris Johnson drops defenders in football


I told my nigga be fool, he put a potato on a barrel
He advised his friend to use a potato as a silencer on his gun


I kick lil' dumbass out my crib, say she want Chanel
He kicked a girl out of his house because she wanted Chanel, a luxury brand


I bought that bitch a lace 'cause she ain't got no hair
He bought a wig for a girl who was losing her hair


I sent that poor ass hoe a Uber 'cause she ain't got no whip
He sent a broke girl an Uber ride because she doesn't have a car


Thirty golds in my mouth like I'm Stephen Curry
He has 30 gold teeth in his mouth, just like Stephen Curry has jersey number 30


Thirty clip in my Glock 'cause I'm a damn Warrior
He has 30 bullets in his gun and is ready for any fight, just like the Golden State Warriors


Streets left me scarred, ain't no worries
He has been hurt by the streets, but he is still not afraid


Rack my money up in a hurry
He saves his money quickly


Thirteen strippers, James Harden
He has 13 strippers at his party, just like James Harden, the basketball player


Money make you greedy when you starving
When you're poor, money is everything and can turn you greedy


Monisha, Tamica, they vouching
His friends Monisha and Tamica support him and have his back


Before I had anything, I was saucing
Before he had money, he was still confident and stylish


Before I had that Bentley truck, I was saucing
Even before he owned a fancy car, he still had style


All these hitters, yeah, I pray you never cross them
He warns everyone to stay away from his dangerous friends


She say she brand new, I swear I think I want the old her
He misses the old version of a girl he used to know


Eighteen hundred, I got more stories than an author
He has experienced a lot and has many interesting stories to tell


I'm credit card swipin' at the Chase Bank (ey)
He's using his credit card to withdraw money at Chase Bank


Me and Future gang gang, same thang
He and Future have the same lifestyle and run with the same crowd


I check your temperature, nigga, is you hot or cold?
He's checking if someone is trustworthy or not


Like a state trooper, I make my money on the road
Just like a police officer, he earns his money while he's on the move


I remember I remember hittin' houses, nigga, cash 4 gold
He remembers robbing houses and stealing gold for cash


These streets made me lose my conscience, took a nigga soul
The tough street life made him lose his morals and values


These streets took all my soul from me
The streets have taken everything from him


Tried to leave me in the cold
The streets left him with nothing and abandoned him


Now tough love is all I show
He's tough on himself and others because of his experiences


I know my niggas got love for me
He knows his friends care about him


And they filling up they nose
His friends are probably snorting cocaine


I know my Levi got love for me
He knows his girl cares about him


She just want everybody to know
She wants everyone to know that they're together


I know my niggas, they be missin' me
He knows his friends miss him when he's gone


So I be posted on the straw
He's hanging out and waiting for his friends to come back


I don't even care about how much cash I see
Money doesn't mean much to him anymore


I'm always gon' be in the know
He knows what's going on no matter what


I ran out of money, then they switch lanes
His friends left him when he was broke and unable to provide for them


I ran it back up, then I switch lanes
He made money again and moved on to a new group of friends


In a brand new Range, diamond colored candy cane
He's driving a fancy car that looks like a diamond-covered candy cane


I bought a brand new K, and I can't wait to let it spray
He's excited to use his new gun and cause harm


I'm sorry mom, I ain't mean to bring you through so much pain
He apologizes to his mother for putting her through a lot of hardship


I said I'm sorry mom, I ain't mean for it to be this way
He's sorry that his life turned out this way


Ayy but fuck it, bitch, I'm here, I got diamond rings
He's here and has diamond rings to flaunt


All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm gettin' paid
He has all the finer things and gets paid for his music




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DIEUSON OCTAVE, DWAN AVERY, NAYVADIUS DEMUN WILBURN, RAHSHAN KYLES

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@TechRax

good stuff

@reaperrr6020

TechRax I'm deadd shouldn't u be breaking shit right now

@TechRax

Reaperrr im takin a quick break

@savagekori2602

Lol this is funny

@steniowit5os

Wtf😂

@kaylieprovence1612

I love your vidos and songs your so awesome

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@mk3gtidriver

"These streets took my conscious..." deep message when you're awake to the bs reality we live in.

@nickgroy3142

This something I can ride to.

@tinocash2486

I cry every time... I listen to that part 🗣💯

@STREETTHUGGINBonneville

The similarities I have with these men's mentalities is what really makes me tear up❤

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