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letra de walka - sierra kidd

[pre-verse]
yeah. king of the north
saddest nightclub
thank you. for everything , for listening
yeah, yeah

[verse]
sold and took drugs in front my momma’ face
i’m paying the rent so ain’t sh-t what she gonna say
my lil’ brother in the summer biggest bro turns in his grave
another lil’ bro suicided himself he couldn’t take the pain
my family in shambles, speakers playing “ghetto gospel”(right)
that sh-t don’t hold my tears hoping they do so when i drop sh-t
i am authentic as it gets my story certified, no cap
i can turn you to a headline with two fingers when i snap
tryin to scr-p 10k together need that walka featurе
my momma raised her 7 kids, father [?] justin biеber
i am trying to make like 20 mill before i see the reaper
sh-t was deep , but it gets even deeper
i ain’t trying to reach the people
people try to reach me
puttin my songs on repeat
this cause they know i tell the truth
they know my name on these streets
my cousin smells like heroine
chain harder than bedrock
it cost more than a crackrock
it took a life like fentanyl
my momma’s son took his life
yo what you know about it?
dont matter how you wash the mud about it
the silly stains, does that sh-t come with the game?
i still leave flowers on his grave but i can’t wait to lay there with him
im on a different rhythm this is the only way out
i rap my ass off in the studio i ain’t sit on the couch
people try to party with me but i ain’t coming out
i got to work , i got to make it happen
i can not go backwards
–
i life through so much sh-t that i can’t say in a song
i just hope you feel my pain try to find words for this dawg
too many times i thought it can’t get any worse than this dawg
and then i cried in my sleep
no money, gas , got on e
tires flat as a screen
had that sh-t on my socks
had a knife in my jeans
i got life in my jeans
the conficdence i have wasn’t giving
i buried two of my siblings
i had to stop my mom from crying in the kitchen
the lights went off a dozen times it was just me and my vision
the heater wasn’t working too
my story gives me the shivers
and i could cry for a thousand nights
wanted to burn the world down
i almost burnt down
they wanna see me dead
i can’t wait to see how that turns out
death threats are not a thing that i worry about
you giving your all for me is a quick workout
–
yeah
pray to the bible hoping it work out
yeah

- sierra kidd

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