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lirik lagu the pits (intro) – susta

unh*huh unh*uh
unh*huh unh*uh
susta

ever since i was a youngling
knew i weren’t meant for school
all i wanted is do video
back then music ain’t cool
and if it was
then i was blind to the social status
but one thing i knew
being creative
one of my bigger talents

and so we flash forward a couple years
i was in the pit
karachi boy, never at home, always with the kids
kicking about, when i should’ve gone to my tuition
my father paying mad money so one day i could do sh*t
i spent my time in a hidden room grinding for grades (grind)
it’s where i learned how to bullsh*t, that’s a sk!ll that stayed (it did)
back in the pit, stress is high, never hit a j (never)
naive as f*ck but that sh*t changed when i moved away (whew)

in 2015, age of 18 found myself in the north
to be specific, kelowna, another k town for short
and this the same like karachi, just a k!ller winter (cold)
but that ain’t stop all of the sh*t that i was getting into (nah)
and i did it all, a lot of sh*t that i don’t care to name (no!)
but some sh*t i will, like the music, where i got the name (hey)
susta susta, the other me got me eyeing fame (woo!)
yet at the time, my buddy max was hiding all his pains (my man)
could’ve kept an eye on that sh*t, could’ve been a better friend
but when he passed i couldn’t let him die in vain (no)
i took a year off, contemplated then was back again (i’m back)
my homie karma and i rhyming, we was making jams (jam)
and that sh*t good while it lasted but god had bigger plans
when karma stopped, i crossed out a susta from my name (gone)
still did more songs with the homies and a bunch with comish (hey)
and dropped a mixtape, sustanance, you bet that sh*t was legit
with 14 tracks, super gas, i was just playing games
in 21 i left kelowna, needed time to reframe
my perspective, but sh*t, vancouver just don’t hit the same (it don’t)
no more homies, only ppl trying get ahead (yo)
my work*life balance it suffered, i think it needed meds (it did)
my routine crashing and buffering, couldn’t make amends (nah)
my parents happy and they pushing me to get ahead (gone)
for life, and if you brown then you know what they meant (huh)
for the others, they just wanting me to get in bed
but for now, all that talk i’m gonna f*cking end (end)
i need more money, more influence, maybe a bigger benz (hey)
need more people, more videos to start bigger trends
‘cause i’ve been living in these cities, taking lil’ pieces with me
for them pits, all i wanna do is make ‘em peng (peng)
found my meaning and there ain’t none that could be a threat (nah)
for the only cracked*out paki rapper to run in these ends
is me, b*tch

- susta

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