wilson hunter - clique Lyrics

My shit obvious
I'm hard to miss like a drug deal in a suburb full of white kids
I'm lucky I grew up with diverse clique
Kindergarten, I met Cris
Found out he was Congolese and watched him learn english quick
Saw him experience snow for the first time, it was true bliss
He just wasn't used to it
We shared happiness while he grew to be ruthless
Look at us now, sitting on the curb still friends
Students of each other, constant, learning how to make ends meet
Bus together in the summer, we was stuck in the heat
Kept looking at me, I'm the wrong guy
Luck run dry, spit you something to live by
When will you realize you live life on repeat
I surround myself with people who support me
And if you don't I don't wanna hear you speak the fuck up
Made it far enough you'd done think I'd got a lot of trust
Every time I save my crust I always get stepped on and my soul crushed
Always get stepped on and my soul crushed
Always get stepped on and my soul crushed
Always get stepped on and my soul crushed