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letra de kraftwork - widnick

[intro]
y’all ain’t even on my f-ckin’ level man (check it out though)
ugh, ugh, ugh (yeah)

[verse]
i couldn’t afford to go out and find my purpose
i had to go out and get it
contributing back to the household
was the sole mission, emboldened
but couldn’t quite grasp, the bold emphasis
pops injury lasted longer than expected
all the weight shifted
moms had to carry, the labor persisted
i was under the belief ya’ll was unaffected
i wasn’t sweatin’, just chasing my dreams
with my chase card debit
green buick, eighty-seven, sеven-elevеn
pump my gas or grab something out the cookie section
scrambling for quarters, last twenty you sent me
i already spent it, splurging on kentucky fried chicken
craving for seconds, but i know you not in position
to keep sending
i promise you i’m job hunting
but it’s not giving
seem like the only route for me
is to go illicit
in the past i flirted with it
now i’m on a clean path, taking a bath
scrubbing off my past ventures
hoping it rewards me back with riches
doing the right thing, ignoring temptations
i’m not religious, but i know somethings waiting for me
behind that door kn-b once you twist it
i can’t describe it, meanwhile
there was hardships that you vocalized
i didn’t internalize, the gravity
crushing our family, if only i could speed up the galaxy
without it taxing me, but in reality
that wasn’t happening, now i’m battling
chasing the bag and keeping the craft from going bad in it
[outro]
yeah, now i’m battling
chasing the bag and keeping the craft from going bad in it
ugh, now i’m battling
chasing the bag and keeping the craft—
keep the craft from going bad

- widnick

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