KDY (Slides)
When the piano keys tug at my heart
I begin to get sullen as the play starts
These streets make me feel possessed
Many times I saw my bruh's cars Repossessed
The cuts to my body are sore and fresh
In a society where children are heard Less
Ever since 13 I've been depressed
My mother told me don't put a label On myself
My father's brain cancer took it's toll
On my mental health
Tried to think of days there were bliss
But the cold is crisp
And I can't afford to dwell on trivial
Smiles when pain is akin to a well
Where slime got packs like Fetty out The mail
In D dot C dot the Planet goddammit
I will excel... and prevail
When Malik slit that lady's throat
Over $50
Did he ever see hope in making it
Out of squalor?
In the cold bed I lay
And watch night turn to day
Brush my teeth let the shower spray
Smoke a J let the new 23 Day play
Lace my J 5 tell my girl goodbye
She pray to the sky I make it alive
There's nothing worse than being Alone
Or being an outcast in your own home
We all living the life
We all living the life
Kennedy playground had slides
Now your assembly is on the ground
While the hitters slide in a ride
The only non gentrified hood in Northwest
Dilapidated buildings kids died and
Petrified gun shots at recess
While I was in Olney under lights Recess
In a recliner or Arlington diner
For shooting a running back
They charge a minor
Balloons in the skies
Thought to be sent by Chinese spies
I wish far away I could fly
I begin to get sullen as the play starts
These streets make me feel possessed
Many times I saw my bruh's cars Repossessed
The cuts to my body are sore and fresh
In a society where children are heard Less
Ever since 13 I've been depressed
My mother told me don't put a label On myself
My father's brain cancer took it's toll
On my mental health
Tried to think of days there were bliss
But the cold is crisp
And I can't afford to dwell on trivial
Smiles when pain is akin to a well
Where slime got packs like Fetty out The mail
In D dot C dot the Planet goddammit
I will excel... and prevail
When Malik slit that lady's throat
Over $50
Did he ever see hope in making it
Out of squalor?
In the cold bed I lay
And watch night turn to day
Brush my teeth let the shower spray
Smoke a J let the new 23 Day play
Lace my J 5 tell my girl goodbye
She pray to the sky I make it alive
There's nothing worse than being Alone
Or being an outcast in your own home
We all living the life
We all living the life
Kennedy playground had slides
Now your assembly is on the ground
While the hitters slide in a ride
The only non gentrified hood in Northwest
Dilapidated buildings kids died and
Petrified gun shots at recess
While I was in Olney under lights Recess
In a recliner or Arlington diner
For shooting a running back
They charge a minor
Balloons in the skies
Thought to be sent by Chinese spies
I wish far away I could fly
Credits
Writer(s): Damien Roche
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