K-Killa - Welcome

Left the crib, I need escape
Fuck the crib, I cannot stay
Lemme spread my wings
Go and pave a way
Went to college crossed that bridge
Lookin' back, I'll burn that bitch
Lost some friends, them niggas switched
Lost some friends but I ain't trippin'
On a mission, be that nigga
Yeah, I'm him
At least I think, got a couple sneaky links
Got a couple tricks up sleeves
Strangest summer ever so I'm praying on the Autumn leaves
Cause when I fall I always bleed
Hate the limelight, niggas swearing that I'm green
Just like the Hulk, I'm tryna bulk
Lost my mind, it's not my fault
I burnt my feet on the asphalt
I'm running from my problems, gotta move away
Cause I gave it all I got, I'm not Rod Wave
But same city born and raised
St.Petersburg, that Tampa Bay
Where niggas catching plays just like the Rays
Used to stay on 9th street, used to stay on MLK
Would hit the beach like everyday
Niggas ride the tides, they just riding waves
Feel like I can't show my face, quit my job, binge anime
Stay in the house the streets not safe

See that man get his chest burnt out
He wasn't smokin' but they smoked him
His lungs got like 6 holes now
Yeah, we heard them shots ring out
Went and told my homie brother how niggas sat there laughin out
Defining moment, gotta go and find where home is
Fled to Tampa, that's as far as I'm allowed
Bre at Morehouse, hold it down
D at Eckerd, stayed around
But I left town, changed my movements
Think I'm better, think I'm boujee
Life a movie, Horror movie
In the dorm I'm stupid lonely, campus closed, can't make no homies
Havin' thoughts is college for me
Tried to make some friends and they just ignored me
Called my cousins, this is what they told me
"What's a friend when you got family? Disconnected, here's the plan B
Be the best that you can be, untapped potential you can't see"
Wish these bitches would, I'm tryna slang some D
So depressed can't even eat, so depressed can't even sleep
I'm in my bed, ain't left left in weeks
Back and forth between the cities, hating Tampa, hate St. Pete
Gotta get up on my feet to say the least
Spark the weed, we burn the tree
They tell me get my life together as we twirling a new leaf
Nigga went and hit the beach, in my mind I'm fighting demons
They might kill me but I'm dead inside
My girl hit my phone, she gon bring me back to life
Damn

Written by:
Kuylen Johnson

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