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Walkin
6
Hip-Hop/Rap
Walkin was released on January 16, 2024 by Certified Ent. as a part of the album Walkin - Single
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Release DateJanuary 16, 2024
LabelCertified Ent.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jon Webster Jr
Jon Webster Jr
Songwriter

Lyrics

Losing hope, feel like my dream exactly what I said.
I been pourin put my heart, they still ain't hear me yet.
Fucking up, I know my momma sick, I feel her stress.
Lord Ion why, through all them times, ain't let them kill me yet.
Youn even gotta tell me cause I know.
They love me temporary at it's best
'at it's best.
Up n down, down n out but Ian stressed.
Shit I'm breathing so I guess that mean I'm blessed.
Watch em turn they back on me, they left and seen me bled.
Family keep on calling me have visions of me dead.
Fuck I need a father fore' you left your son for dead!
Let it go, I could care less, I been a man, ain't need him yet.
Ybeezy facing life and I ain't called or seen em yet.
Cause I been tryna stack that money, incase they call and need me next.
I still got karma for them wrongs, can't wipe em all' n hit reset.
Fuck the law, went in my car they took it all, and hit reset.
I was trapping in them halls, it was cold nights.
If I gotta leave my hood, then this shit whole price.
I watched a boy, turn to a man infront them store lights.
Trap Flow, pen in my hand under these stove lights.
TLR, flashing from the glock look like a probe light.
Sing my song when I hit the stage, ion need no lights.
Shit get real, fuck Instagram ion need no likes, at all.
Everytime a **** get a shot, it be a bad ball.
Ian pickin up cuz I can't deal with no more bad calls.
Me n brodie falling out, I hate it's bout that cash dawg.
He ain't did enough to fuck with me, I mean that, at all.
Tae just got shot, said he ain't feel it he was off a adderall.
I keep my head above this water, I been focused, moving smarter.
I be picky with these bitches, she ain't fit to have my daughter.
Baby I been runnin wild I'm tryna make it to tomorrow.
N I been thuggin like my daddy, but I ain't shit like my father.
Paint a picture for my **** who locked down and ain't been calling.
I just know some ain't right cuz fore he left, he always talking.
It's just something bout my life' cuz everyday this shit get harder.
Living fast, and almost crashed.
I hit the brakes and I been walking.
Written by: Jon Webster Jr
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