Walkin'
Lyrics
I ran a mile in shoes they couldn't even walk in
You gotta' make appointments for my heart you can't just walk in
I'm finding ways in this form of art it's damn near talking
I just came from the queen city ain't even see no queens in it
I just make music and for some reason they hating on me
I'm getting used to all this pain like my soul numbing
Corner store, right around the corner
But we ain't have no car we had to walk there
His ex live right around the corner he still won't go see her
He left his draws there, he do not care
He need fresh air, he not in bel-air
This is not fair, we ran the hood like we mechanics
Who told us love could do some damage
Pain produce a panic, can't even go to the studio the producer panic
Government lying to you they produced a pandemic
Don't jump into that beef just because of yo' mans in it
I know a trap house that don't got no bands in it
I ran a mile in shoes they couldn't even walk in
You gotta' make appointments for my heart you can't just walk in
I'm finding ways in this form of art it's damn near talking
Pain produce a panic, somehow I kept my cool
Shoutout Logan Smith, he taught me to break the rules
Pain produce a panic
Scars all over my body, I ain't trusting nobody
Pain produce a panic
Scars all over my body, I ain't trusting nobody
Pain produce a panic
Scars all over my body, I ain't trusting nobody
I ran a mile in shoes they couldn't even walk in
You gotta' make appointments for my heart you can't just walk in
I'm finding ways in this form of art it's damn near talking
I ran a mile in shoes they couldn't even walk in
I ran a mile in shoes they couldn't even walk in
You gotta' make appointments for my heart you can't just walk in
I'm finding ways in this form of art it's damn near talking
I just came from the queen city ain't even see no queens in it
I just make music and for some reason they hating on me
I'm getting used to all this pain like my soul numbing
Corner store, right around the corner
But we ain't have no car we had to walk there
His ex live right around the corner he still won't go see her
He left his draws there, he do not care
He need fresh air, he not in bel-air
This is not fair, we ran the hood like we mechanics
Who told us love could do some damage
Pain produce a panic, can't even go to the studio the producer panic
Government lying to you they produced a pandemic
Don't jump into that beef just because of yo' mans in it
I know a trap house that don't got no bands in it
I ran a mile in shoes they couldn't even walk in
You gotta' make appointments for my heart you can't just walk in
I'm finding ways in this form of art it's damn near talking
Pain produce a panic, somehow I kept my cool
Shoutout Logan Smith, he taught me to break the rules
Pain produce a panic
Scars all over my body, I ain't trusting nobody
Pain produce a panic
Scars all over my body, I ain't trusting nobody
Pain produce a panic
Scars all over my body, I ain't trusting nobody
I ran a mile in shoes they couldn't even walk in
You gotta' make appointments for my heart you can't just walk in
I'm finding ways in this form of art it's damn near talking
I ran a mile in shoes they couldn't even walk in
Writer(s): Quinton Pratt
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
The Meaning of Walkin'
Be the first!
Post your thoughts on the meaning of "Walkin'".