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lirik lagu pov freestyle – billy khan

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i think these yutes forgotten why i started
painting on a bigger canvas, tryna show them i’m an artist
done planting couple seeds, now i’m enjoying whilst they harvest
been the hardest and the smartest cah i’m really in my own league
can talk bout what you heard but can you really say you know me?
i push people away then i complain i’m feeling lonely
real pain i lock away, paint a smile upon my face
and no matter how hard i fight, it’s trying to escape
you see it’s catching up to me, now it’s slowing down my dreams
conversations with my brother whilst we’re talking bout my deen
i’m tryna balance out my life but it’s been a bumpy ride
so man i’m struggling, but i know it gets better with time
so maybe one day i might leave this life behind
maybe one day you could see that i was trying
from the start i never lied
it’s like i tried to stay away but the trouble seems to find me
i’m standing with some snakes and now my sneaks are feeling slimy
told my mama that i’m doing this for us, n0body else
told my baby “you can talk bout what you want, i’ll never tell”
all she told me was some lies but we’re young and that’s life
she prioritise her image, i could never make her wife
i need a girl who loves her father same way i love my mother
we can raise our children right and we can teach to love each other
we ain’t teaching ’em to scream and fight, you’re shouting down my throat
we both need to unload if we’re tryna stay afloat
i’m from that town that n0body ever heard about
no postcode beef, real problems, get your burners out
i know some little akhis, feed ’em right and they’re gon’ burn your house
my hitters up in luton, call my bro*bro when they’re swerving round
they’re thinking that it’s cap until the nine go clap
my cuzzy known to let sh*lls fly, on my life, no cap
you know how hard it is to be clean when every hand i shake is dirty?
hard to find the one cause all these gyal are thirsty
and all these yutes are gassed up, they really risk it for a biscuit
i’ve never been like them, i guess i’ve always been a misfit
my brother is the reason i’m brushing bleach in my fingertips
i’m looking in the sky and wondering what god would think of this
and i ain’t gonna lie, i could have this whole town on my line
n0body living here my age baiter than i
but the trap was never worth it, what a waste of my time
can’t be wasting my life
cah i know a jail cat and that’s sad cah that used to be my darg
how we go from kicking ball to bagging light and dark?
i still see your little brother, always giving me salaam
and it’s crazy how he’s grown and i’m still asking how you are
we came from the same bits but our lives so different
but once i feel them negative vibes, i keep my distance
cah ain’t n0body gonna pay my bills
and n0body really know how i feel and that’s real
and i ain’t order food till the whole gang ate
so who the f*ck are you to try and put your hand on my plate?
you put your hand on my darg, i’ll take that hand off your arm
this wap came from pakistan, the bullets came from iran
i really came from the struggle and all this pain from my heart
i’m lost, deep and i’m tired man, this feeling’s bizarre
but i’m the one that has to keep this sh*t together at yard
and i’m the one who’s feeling guilty, i think heaven is far

- billy khan

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