In this powerful narrative, the artist delves into the harsh realities of street life and the unyielding code of survival that governs it. The lyrics highlight a young man's journey through adversity, marked by a lack of legitimate opportunities and a resort to crime as a means of subsistence. King Von vividly portrays the relentless cycle of violence and retribution, emphasizing the constant vigilance required to navigate such an environment. Moreover, he touches on the impact his actions have on impressionable youth and acknowledges law enforcement's scrutiny. Despite attempts at maintaining a low profile, the protagonist remains deeply entrenched in his community's struggles, driven by loyalty and necessity. #StreetLife #Survival #CycleOfViolence #Loyalty
Lurkin
Lyrics
Haha, grr
Von, Von, Von (That hard, BMC)
Young nigga, twenty-six, never had a job (huh)
They never gave a nigga shit so I had to rob
I was walkin' niggas down, they ain't have a car (yeah)
Too fast, I get on your ass, you ain't gettin' far
Too sad, he was talkin' bad, now he in the Star (boom)
Who's that? We don't give a fuck, he ain't one of ours
Switch the car, hit 'em hard (whoa), cold, play it smart
While you out, you would stop, hit the gas, livin' large (uUh)
Damn, you know we ain't squashin' no beef (no beef)
My dawg got dumped in the middle of the road
We leavin' this shit in the streets (boom, boom)
Got some shorties outside, they lurkin' for me, uh (huh)
They ain't lurkin' for free (yeah)
Got some shorties outside and they won't go to sleep (huh? What?)
'Cause this how they eat
But lately, I been tryna be cool (cool)
'Cause I know the kids, they watch what I do (damn)
And I know the feds, they watchin' me too (huh)
But niggas ain't stoppin' me, I'm sendin' this bitch to the moon
We shoot them boys fast, say, "Give 'em a broom" (damn)
This one for Patoon (boom)
And if you ain't see his ass, you'll see him at noon (uh-huh, what?)
Put him on the news (boom, boom)
This how it go (you know how it go)
Better keep your pole (better keep your pole)
Better not move slow (not move slow)
Boys on a roll (them boys on a)
Them boys tried to score (them boys tried to score)
Boys ain't gon' go (boys ain't gon' go)
That boy ain't no ho (that boy ain't no ho)
I'm lettin' you know, I'm lettin' you know
Damn, you know we ain't squashin' no beef (no beef)
My dawg got dumped in the middle of the road
We leavin' this shit in the streets (boom, boom)
Got some shorties outside, they lurkin' for me, uh (huh)
They ain't lurkin' for free (yeah)
Got some shorties outside and they won't go to sleep (huh? What?)
'Cause this how they eat
Writer(s): Dayvon Bennett, Aston Taylor
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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