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letra de from out the pavement - kevinlivez

too old to say i’m lost
i’m 25 serving tables as a job
been this way for a minute think i’m stuck
like will this rap shit get me off the block
living too ratchet roaches on my socks
too many habits i should really drop
but i say f-ck it
it’s nothing
i’m bound to find something
or someone who loves me
blah blah blah man
i’m tired of frontin to come out with nothing
flawless be mobbin to cop me out something
carpe deez nutz man this sauce i be bustin
homeless still scheming up always been hustlin’

all i need is a bankroll to buy time for a session in a studio
keep up the grindin young lion let em hear you roar
rhyme savage total package say i’m bound to blow
but they cut me short
from out the pavement grew out a rose
i burned my ships way way long ago
it’s sink or swim or drown here slow
don’t lose hope
can’t lose hope
on my own
pon lone road
don’t lose hope
can’t lose hope
on my own
pon lone road

all i need in this life of sin
is me and my girlfriend
notebook n black pens
cuz honestly all of these so called friends
been missing in action
don’t ever hear from em
put that on god i’ll remember who was there for us
when i was lost homeless ya’ll didn’t give a f-ck
ain’t my dogs just some b-tches buncha f-ckin mutts
but that’s the cost i risked giving too much up
and tho my heart real big wasn’t big enough
had me spread real thin giving all it up
make belief -ss friends guess it all a front
f-cked up shit is still be there for ya

when your inbox dry and your phone ain’t ringing
let your soul keep singing
everything’s going to be alright, everything’s going to be alright

i got
scandalous schemes to fund dreams see my soul’s a map
and everything in front of me a blessin or a trap
impurities buried deep will i repeat the past?
cuz i ain’t free with these hands cuffed behind my back
who got the keys, got the keys, is it khalid man?
or is it me think it’s me and it’s always been
so i’m a plot i’m a scheme till it’s evident
til i’m the greatest mc, that there’s ever been
grew outta pavement
poetic statement
soulfully painted
sheer will to make it
despite my placement
setbacks, and fake friends, trials tribulations
tryna make payments

phnx:
when your inbox dry and your phone ain’t ringing
let your soul keep singing
everything’s going to be alright, everything’s going to be alright

- kevinlivez

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