[1] Ten kawałek ma sens I sporo tekstu Nie kradnę, tylko pożyczam Bo nudzi mi się [2] Wejdźcie w mojego nowego huka Namalowałam kogoś.. żółtego... ale nie dosłownie Taki mafiosa hehe, którego ,,uwielbiam" Więcej nie spoileruję, bo nie będzie... [refrenikszyn] La, la, la, la malować lubię ja paczka przyszła do paczkomatu Zamówiłam piankę tapicerską Na ulicę harcerską [W Siemianowicach śląskich] ------------------------------------------------- Oh Shit let me talk my shit real quick My Verse 1 - I been quiet way too long, now I’m poppin’ my talk, They ain’t believe in the vision, had to show ’em with walk, I turned losses into lessons, put my pain in these bars, Same ones laughed in my face wanna ride in my cars. I remember nights starving, stomach touching my spine, Now my watch cost a house, yeah, the struggle was mine. I don’t flex for the internet, I flex for my soul, Every scar on my body remind me I’m cold. They be cappin’ for clout, I be livin’ my truth, I was young with a dream, hadda grow up too soon. If you cross me, it’s done, I don’t do second chances, I seen snakes in the grass while they smiling and dancing. I talk my shit ’cause I earned it, every win was a war, Had to kick down doors when they ain’t open no more. From the block to the stage, hear the crowd when I speak, I ain’t never gon’ fold, I’m the voice of the streets. My Verse 2 - I had to talk my shit, they tried to count me out early, Same nights I was broke, I still moved like I was worthy. Had faith in myself when nobody would listen, Turned tears into fuel, put my heart in the mission. I was sleeping on couches, had roaches in kitchens, Now the crib got a gate and the neighbors suspicious. Mama praying for me ’cause the streets get vicious, Every win come with scars, every loss was expensive. I ain’t bragging, I’m honest, I survived what they couldn’t, They be flexing for cameras, I be living this footage. I done seen fake love turn cold in a second, Had to cut off my circle just to protect my direction. I remember them laughs when I said I’d be rich, Now they asking for favors, I ain’t owing them shit. If I don’t answer the phone, that mean money in motion, I been focused on growth, not these temporary emotions. I lost brothers to prisons, lost some more to the grave, That’s why loyalty matter, I don’t care how you paid. Every dollar got trauma, every smile got pain, I’m still humble, but don’t get it twisted—I’ll flame. I was starving with dreams, now the fridge staying full, Had to boss up quick, I was done being fooled. They want clout, they want shine, they want pieces of me, But I bled for this life, you ain’t bleeding like me. I ain’t perfect, I’m healing, still walking through fire, But I made it this far off a spark and desire. If they sleeping on me, let ’em rest where they lay, When I talk my shit now, it’s ’cause I earned every say.
