Windowpayne
Kalyn Drake
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Gods son, gotta new gun And don't give him any reason He guarantee it on his life he leave a Nikka bleedin For miss treating his dreaming Only person from his family to stay conceited Running outta life society has gottem Wheezing Cause nothing in this world is worth keeping I'm preaching and hope that it's reaching Yo mental, stuck inside a stencil Nothing else to do and so I'm picking up my pencil, quick write a subliminal Never remain a criminal Nikkas that a get rid of you Promise it be the end of you Images filled with ridicule Nikka I see you got that new strap go be a villain lil Nikka I see you selling dog food go get yo riches lil Nikka I see you step yo game up them chicks is feeling you Nikka Just be careful cause these jealous nikkas envy you Nikka Product of environment what you fulfill my Nikka (NO) Tables turn, bridges burn up all day I seen it all, I had to learn hard way Now pay attention, I seen it all from far way Ball play, saw'd off all in my dawg face Raw dog selling was full time job pay Young age felon went to robbing from ball games Matter fact he did it broad day f*ck what y'all say Only way to make out these streets Through the heat, f*ck a beat And he was taught to practice what he see Peep Momma was a drug dealing queen And at the age of 17 she had me Young king now I write this sit-ting From the scenes that I had in my past Reminiscing on the bad Ling talks with my dad On some things I never had Just from living in the fast lane Caught with the cash game Hustling and stashing Caused my dad mad pain Now let it breathe Tryna find life, but I'm stuck in between At the age of 22 When I felt I had nothing to prove I know exactly you thinking What a fool? Sitting in my room Deep thinking Quick sinking in a pool Outter body was something I found coo Tried make it work Felt like I was the first to break my family curse I did everything to make my family work Sooner later finding out I made it worse This shit hurt What is life really worth? When you got it da dirt Seen fam sale more clientele than a clerk Ball player, star player really tried ta make it work 9-5 dish washer, food stains on ya shirt Coming home to some drama, momma tired from her work Brought tears ta my eyes seeing James inna hearse Brought fear ta my life laying Payne inna dirt Brought cheers ta my life when I wrote my first verse Flyin high inna sky with the birds when they chirp In my room day dreaming, tryna figuring out Ways ta try an make it out Could've took the playas route And sold till I had great amounts Laying in my bank account But only God Knows The Payne I seen coming from my window This is a message to my kinfolk Ya never know which way the wind blow I lay my life down from lead pencils And put a price tag instrumentals That tell tales of a lost soul But now I'm found behold da crown Id never let ya down, I'd never fail ya Heats made of pure gold, didn't I tell ya
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