Pouya, Lu Baby - Walk In lyrics
Pouya [Kevin Pouya] Miami, Florida, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Pouya, Lu Baby - Walk In lyrics]
"Don't get involved with mortals"
To keep my destiny in
Order, "When you're older
You will thank me for it
Don't get entangled with petty women
Who blur your vision
Keep your head steady for the final
Mission or the bigger picture
It's never you against the world
It's you against the mirror
Keep these thoughts in your
Mind tight like handcuffs"
Let them label me whatever they
Want me to be
Because
Regardless of my actions
They will always select to be a hater
Your daddy was a bitch, your mama was a ho
Your sister want my dick
I think I just might let it blow
Fuckboy, don't doubt me
I'm in the flat black
Cadillac and I'm slouchin'
Flyin' down the I-95
With a pistol on my hip
Because you never know why
Or when your time's up
It can get rough in the 305
So you gotta stick and drive
Avoid the petty drama, the primadonnas
The demons of the clout multiplyin' like
They sproutin' out the ground
Open your eyes and look around
These hoes are so deceptive
You heard the lyrics in my song
But did you get the message?
They say I rap too fast
And never switch my flow
They say they miss my past, the old Baby Bone
Suck it up, bitch, grab
A bucket, I'm blessed
But I'm not lucky
I worked for this, I won't
Remain stagnant and rusty
Yuh
I might just slide
Walk in, ready to die
Pain in my chest, no peace on my mind
Walk tall, you can't be denied
Oh, oh, you can't be denied
Oh, oh
I lay low, stroll alone at night
I seek approval and I come
Up short every time
Make peace with demons
Plea for them to free me from my mind
Oh not so easy, take a seat
Get ready for the ride
You are exactly where you should be
Don't trip, baby, life ain't so 2D
I don't need no one to introduce me
Lu baby, I walk in and I do me
Mountains made of metal
Valleys made of plastic
Two-faced exchanges
No matches made in Heaven
Bullshit conversation, fake-ass, embraces
Fake-ass mothafuckas they always
The strangest
Yeah
Hi, hater
How my dick taste from your cubicle?
Doing voodoo in Isuzu
Baby got 'em like goo-goo
They be watchin' like
"Who Lu?" They be watchin' like who knew?
Who knew doing you was a route to the truth
Boy?
Boots made of alligator
Belt made of Dachshund
Class clown, woke up pissed off so I act out
I walk in, I do me, I check in, I check out
You see me in public, you blessed now
(Amen) , yeah
I might just slide
Walk in, ready to die
Pain in my chest, no peace on my mind
Walk tall, you can't be denied
Oh, oh, you can't be denied (Yeah)
Oh, oh, take off your disguise
Oh, oh, take off your disguise
Mmm-mmm