letra de d'angelo - k-trig
livin to pay the bills
pencil sk!lls, only way to get my ass to the hills
but f-ck it, choose suttin, respect or the mills
i wanna just live my morning day w that cup of tea
then that b-tch came, she want some of that apple tree
actually, i knew there was a game playin on me
uav spotted, all them letters dotted
then felt that all em leadin and all i do is scorin 3
is that sh-t all i wanted? asked my self and nodded
i was bleedin then i knew that blood won’t be for free
count the steps im climbing
think im gonna reach at a perfect timin
like an interception in the 18 that turned into a fightin
ninja man im rhymin, attack a titan or a viking
but after my 9-5 im hidin my tear and walk smilin
f-ck white lies, i want green dark truth
cuz i struggle and still striving and ain’t gonna lose
and f-ck 12, lotta aks on my face
cuz im gettin the bread, and got more ks to chase
ain’t need no ks for a case
moms prayers keeps me out of that race
but still in the street, trapped in that place
f-ck it, im out of step out for the whole sp-ce
n-ggas talkin, moral nothin, come n go like a maze
galaxies over my head, i hit the zoot to keep the pace
gimme the loot, open the gates
forbidden fruits on my vase
runnin runnin i still run for that train
but wanna back to my city, my heaven like its spain
w them dark streets but cocaine
no peace its just pain
12 colors everywhere, like sun meets the rain
and i won’t deny it, imma straight rider for real
know we all want the funk but imma still an eastsider 4l
countin for the days i won’t walk out with a lighter
green field, 2 hours i own this sh-t like im ryder
cuz hustle in my genes, with the cream in my jeans
014 dreams, spoiled all my life scenes
and sl-tty want the nutty i got back cuz i was thinkin like pac, everythin was involved w the lluminati
and on my way servin, it ain’t the walk of shame
sinnin w pride, stains on my shirt not on the name
we ain’t loggin in the same game
but we been in same streets that u can blame
knew xps comin when i took my aim
3 attackers im the cb
still ain’t lackin on the dm
doom been a tracker, god gon save me
been prayin at my 5 am
too active, but lately too sleepy
too creepy k for my 3 ms
k grove the hustle the street dreams
boutta leave but can’t cuz i been in
like the tidal wave, ur feed filled w being suicidal
dont showoff this sh-t k.cobain lennon was the idol
triggers involved, life’s an event so please u can’t idle
the cycle got no way out, so accept the homicidal
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