Kiid Pharaoh - Sirens

These kids never outside when they calling Shit
As a youngin, We always make Mistakes
Just wanna be eating good food on my Fucking Plate
My grass was too tall, Had to cut away them Snakes
Gotta do my own concert, So I can finally get Paid
They always gonna mess you up, When you suppose to Change
I was on my own, Since I couldn't afford a Date
Sending shots, Sending shit towards my Name

Blood on my hands, It's like I ended in my own Grave
Smoking so much Ganja, I'm in love with this MaryJane
Ptsd keeps reminiscing through my Brain
Hearing Sirens, Thinking I'm Insane
Gotta keep grinding, So I can make it out of this Lane
It's like they only friends with you, If you got that Pay
Lyrically, I gotta speak the Truth
Everything that comes to my mind, Seems True
Had to swap places, So I can understand You
Stop judging other people, When you ain't in their Shoes
God heard my conversation, So he chose a Few
The rest of this part, Should be gift for you to Choose

These kids never outside when they calling Shit
As a youngin, We always make Mistakes
Just wanna be eating good food on my Fucking Plate
My grass was too tall, Had to cut away them Snakes
Gotta do my own concert, So I can finally get Paid
They always gonna mess you up, When you suppose to Change
I was on my own, Since I couldn't afford a Date
Sending shots, Sending shit towards my Name

Everyone should have a story about, Them
It's like they never cared for me, For Once
I put in all my efforts, For the Fun
They ain't your brothers, If they keep trying to Run
Couldn't handle the stress, You know I had to give Up
Scoring all these goals, Like I won all the Cups
If you weren't with me since the beginning, I shouldn't give a Fuck
(I shouldn't give a fuck, Mane.. Why should I trust You?)

These kids never outside when they calling Shit
As a youngin, We always make Mistakes
Just wanna be eating good food on my Fucking Plate
My grass was too tall, Had to cut away them Snakes
Gotta do my own concert, So I can finally get Paid
They always gonna mess you up, When you suppose to Change
I was on my own, Since I couldn't afford a Date
Sending shots, Sending shit towards my Name

Written by:
Kiid Rosilio

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