Walkin [Key Glock Remix]

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Denzel Curry

Denzel Rae Don Curry (born February 16, 1995) is an American rapper. Raised in Carol City, Florida, Curry started rapping while in sixth grade and began working on his first mixtape in 2011, when he was attending school. Influenced by underground Florida rapper SpaceGhostPurrp, the mixtape was later featured on Purrp's social media, giving Curry local attention and resulting in Curry joining Purrp's hip-hop collective, Raider Klan. Curry left Raider Klan in 2013, releasing his debut full-length album a year later while still in high school, titled Nostalgic 64 on September 3, 2013. He has gone on to release two more projects, Imperial on March 9, 2016, and Ta13oo on July 27, 2018, which debuted at number 28 on the Billboard 200 chart. more »

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(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)

Clear a path as I keep on walkin', ain't no stoppin'
In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call a home
They get blickies poppin', ain't no option for my partners
So they resort to scams and robbin'
Take away stress, we ganja coppin'
Blow it all out, it's all forgotten
Keep on walkin', ain't no stoppin'
In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call a home
They get blickies poppin', ain't no option for my partners
So they resort to scams and robbin'
Take away stress, we ganja coppin'
Blow it all out, it's all forgotten

Walkin' with my back against the sun
I been runnin' 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, makin' 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, "F*ck it, I'ma handle my business" (yeah, yeah)
I been 180 to talk to one lady, she been regulatin' on how I feel (feel)
Describe it as raw and real (real)
I'm dealin' with all the ills, I'm tearin' 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 f*ck 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 feelin' indifferent
I wish y'all the best, and believe that, I meant it

Keep on walkin', ain't no stoppin'
In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call a home
They get blickies poppin', ain't no option for my partners
So they resort to scams and robbin'
Take away stress, we ganja coppin'
Blow it all out, it's all forgotten
Keep on walkin', ain't no stoppin'
In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call a home
They get blickies poppin', ain't no option for my partners
So they resort to scams and robbin'
Take away stress, we ganja coppin'
Blow it all out, it's all forgotten

Big hands all up in my pocket
Jimmy Neutron, keep a rocket
F*ck 12, you can still come cop it
Monster hangin' 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" (okay)
Star point guard but I still don't play (play)
Yeah, I know I'm a dawg but I still go ape, uh
Never ever ever give a f*ck what they say
Yeah, we ain't losin' 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, f*ck nigga, I ran (yeah, yeah)
Ran up the bands (bands)
My money was locked in the can (the can)
I had to do what I can, a man told me

Keep on walkin', ain't no stoppin'
In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call a home
They get blickies poppin', ain't no option for my partners
So they resort to scams and robbin'
Take away stress, we ganja coppin'
Blow it all out, it's all forgotten
Keep on walkin', ain't no stoppin'
In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call a home
They get blickies poppin', ain't no option for my partners
So they resort to scams and robbin'
Take away stress, we ganja coppin'
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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