Walk freestyle Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
These niggas kept switchin' and foldin
Can't put my trust in these niggas, my heart cold as ice now
Old bitches trippin', tryna be in my life now
Remember them days I was livin' my life wild
I got tired of showin' them love
Cause these pussy niggas keep spreading the hate
I got tired of showin' real love to these bitches
One day they love you, the next day they fake
I been grindin' so hard, you would think I'd be tired of hustlin
I get to the bag like it's nothin
I stay out the way and I get to the money
But don't get it twisted, you know I'm still thuggin
I came a long way from them hard times
Seen a lot as I got older
I had a lot of weight up on my shoulders
I can't go back to them times, gotta keep goin' forward
Gotta get mine, even if it mean hinderin' yours
Cause where was you at when I ain't have a dime in my pocket
Ain't know if I'd make it, I just wasn't sure
But knew I wasn't gon' be poor
Got off my ass and got back on my shit again
Writing my wrongs, but can't go through that shit again
Know some opps want my head , but you know I ain't worried
Fight my own battles, I never been scary
These niggas cap only facts when I talk
Gotta be cautious whenever I walk
These niggas know what it is, I ain't playin
I fell in love with countin' them bands
The shit that I do, I do it for the fam
If I ain't had them wouldn't be who I am
Rest in peace, lal that shit hurt, I can't face it
Free my bro, kash got him fighting them cases
These niggas kept switchin' and folding
Can't put my trust in these niggas, my heart cold as ice now
Old bitches trippin', tryna be in my life now
Remember them days I was livin' my life wild
I got tired of showin' them love
Cause these pussy niggas keep spreading the hate
I got tired of showin' real love to these bitches
One day they love you, the next day they fake
I been grindin' so hard you would think I be tired of hustlin
I get to the bag like it's nothin
I stay out the way and I get to the money
But don't get it twisted, you know I'm still thugging
I came a long way from them hard times
Seen a lot as I got older
I had a lot of weight up on my shoulders
I can't go back to them times, gotta keep goin' forward
Gotta get mine, even if it mean hinderin' yours
Cause where was you at when I ain't have a dime in my pocket
Ain't know if I make it, I just wasn't sure
But knew I wasn't gon' be poor
Got off my ass and got back on my shit again
Writing my wrongs but can't go through that shit again
Know some opps want my head
But you know I ain't worried
Fight my own battles I never been scary