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Key Glock

Walkin (Key Glock Remix)

 

Walkin (Key Glock Remix)


[Denzel Curry:]
Ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ah, ah, ah (Ah, yeah)

Clear a path as I keep on walking, ain't no stopping
In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call our home
They get blickies popping, ain't no options for my partners
So they resort to scams and robbing
Take away stress, we ganja copping
Blow it all out, it's all forgotten
Keep on walking, ain't no stopping
In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call our home
They get blickies popping, ain't no options for my partners
So they resort to scams and robbing
Take away stress, we ganja copping
Blow it all out, it's all forgotten

Walking with my back against the sun
I been running all my life, that's way before my life begun
Since my birth and seconds on Earth, I been the first one to confront
All of these cycles that get recycled, making it stifle while I stunt
Roll me a blunt so I forget it
But it make the details look so vivid (So vivid)
Went through a lot of shit in the last year (Uh-huh)
Then I said, "Fuck it, I'ma handle my business" (Yeah, yeah)
I pay 180 to talk to one lady
She been regulating on how I feel (Feel)
Describe it as raw and real (Real)
I'm dealing with all the ills
I'm tearing up like I'm on Dr. Phil (Cry)
Ain't no use, you gotta walk (Walk)
Ain't no use, you gotta walk (Walk)
Who the fuck said, "Stop the track," bruh? Let a real nigga talk (Yeah)
I walk from the bitches, I walk from the friendship
I walk from some digits, 'cause lately, my nigga, I'm feeling indifferent (Uh)
I wish all the best, and believe that, I meant it (Huh?)
Sentence, run-on sentence (Sentence)
Pray to God for repentance (For repentance)
Beat the odds at all costs so I won't share it with my infant (My infant)
Way before he start crawling (Crawlin')
Wash my sins, keep balling (Ballin')
I just gotta stay focused (Focused)
I just gotta keep walking

Keep on walking, ain't no stopping
In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call our home
They get blickies popping, ain't no options for my partners
So they resort to scams and robbing
Take away stress, we ganja copping
Blow it all out, it's all forgotten
Keep on walking, ain't no stopping
In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call our home
They get blickies popping, ain't no options for my partners
So they resort to scams and robbing
Take away stress, we ganja copping
Blow it all out, it's all forgotten

[Key Glock:]
Big hands all up in my pocket
Jimmy Neutron, keep a rocket
Fuck 12, you can still come cop it
Monster hanging with goons and goblins
I'm so heartless, shoot with a carbon, yeah (Yeah)
Nigga, like every day (Every day)
They say, "More money, more problems"
Shit (Shit), well, I'm like, "Okay"
Star point guard but I still don't play
Yeah, I know I'm a dawg but I still go ape, uh
Never ever ever give a fuck what they say
Yeah, we ain't losing drop, they still gon' say sum', uh (Yeah)
It's a whole lotta money in this cold world
Young nigga, go and make you some, uh
It's a whole lotta money in this cold world
Young nigga had to take me some (Yeah)
Fucked around, turned to a boss, uh
Momma gave birth to a boss (Boss, yeah)
They say you gotta crawl before you walk
Well, fuck nigga, I ran (Yeah, yeah), ran up the bands
My money was locked in the can (The can)
I had to do what I can, a man told me

[Denzel Curry:]
Keep on walking, ain't no stopping
In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call our home
They get blickies popping, ain't no options for my partners
So they resort to scams and robbing
Take away stress, we ganja copping
Blow it all out, it's all forgotten
Keep on walking, ain't no stopping
In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call our home
They get blickies popping, ain't no options for my partners
So they resort to scams and robbing
Take away stress, we ganja copping
Blow it all out, it's all forgotten

(Walk, walk, walk, walk
Walk, walk, walk, walk
Walk, walk, walk, walk
Walk, walk, walk, walk)

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