KXNG Crooked - Song

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Poverty got us starvin', that’s why them toolies be cockin'\nFailures in hot pursuit of me crime is soon to be droppin'\nNo loot to drop in the pocket no opportunity knockin'\nSee myself living a better life, let my mind travel through heaven escaping\nthis hell\nI tell myself, «boy you better write!»\n'Cause every lyric is a key to the cell, help me escape from this jail\nThe whole world need to know who flow the meanest\nYou won’t compete with these Mona Lisa’s these masterpieces\nYou must be smoking baking soda mixed with coke or (?)\nThis is a stroke of genius with the broken english like a pencil in the hand of\ngod\nGiven all the prophets that wrote for Jesus to inspire some hope\nExcept I had no believers, I had to believe in myself\nNow I’m sittin' all alone in the zone writin' trying to change my life with a\nsong\nIf this was the last song, I ever wrote, the last song I ever sang\nI hope my words that go through the ages\nSo when they blow the dust off these pages, They know I’m a king,\nthey know I’m a teacher, they know im a prophet they know I’m a leader\nI’m the soldier you can lean on\nTry to change my life with one song, one song\nI’m just tryna change my life with one song\nTrying to change my life\nPeople say I would die a dope dealer\nUntil I picked up a pen and become a hope dealer\nI’m being sincere, just writing shit my younger self needed to hear\nTo make songs realer with no fillers\nWhen it’s dark and I’m feeling disgruntled\nI’m hoping what I write is the light at the end of the tunnel\nTurning tragic into something magic as if I’m rubbing a Latin’s lap with my\nlyrics wishin' for the end of my struggles\nWhen will I be who I’m supposed to be?\nI could give you an estimate but I’m only writing part of this song,\ngod writes the rest of it\nI guess that’s why the flow is heaven sent, and I know life’s lessons are meant\nto test, say that backwards now that’s testament\nWhen will I be who im supposed to be\nTears gon' drop sometimes, now that’s definite\nI never question it I’m just focusing on my Exodus\nSo next time you come to the slums, knock on my door\nAnd if I ain’t at home, I changed my life with a song\nIf this was the last song, I ever wrote, the last song I ever sang\nI hope my words that go through the ages\nSo when they blow the dust off these pages, They know I’m a king,\nthey know I’m a teacher, they know im a prophet they know I’m a leader\nI’m the soldier you can lean on\nTry to change my life with one song, one song\nI’m just tryna change my life with one song\nTrying to change my life