Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Walking Away, artist - Statik Selektah. Album song 100 Proof (The Hangover) - The Instrumentals, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.02.2010
Record label: Brick
Song language: English
Walking Away |
Yeah, aiyyo Statik |
Let her go man |
You really can’t hold on to 'em for too long |
They say the same way you get 'em is the same way you lose 'em, right? |
Haha, true story, haha, I know |
Word up, yeah, Kali |
Showoff, Showoff, Showoff, Showoff |
Uh, yeah, yo, uh |
I’m sick of talk cause you flyin' off at the mouth |
Once friends but now I can barely walk in the house |
Love ends, that’s why you gotta focus on the dollar sign |
You can lose it all fast, look at how Dolla died (damn) |
Life is a horror show (uh huh), livin is horrible |
Death is a guarantee (uh huh), you go when you gotta go (peace) |
Time isn’t borrowed, no more tomorrows |
Just a closed casket and empty Henny bottles |
Times change, I’m guessin I’m just changin with 'em |
Same old song and dance but this a different rhythm (yeah) |
Shackle without the prison, I’m matchin my opposition (yeah) |
Attackin the competition, it’s nothin, they gotta listen (Kali) |
All of my old friends, all of my ex chicks |
Both of my baby moms and my next bitch |
Fuck all of 'em, I just need my own space |
Focus on me for a while, go at my own pace like |
(Sample & Novel) |
(You go your way, I’ll go mine) |
Yeah, do you cause I’m damn sure doin me, yeah |
(You go your way, I’ll go mine) |
I know, shit’s changed but ain’t nothin new to me, nah |
(You go your way, I’ll go mine) |
Yeah, I really can’t explain, it’s just the way it is |
(You have your reasons, I have mine, friend) |
I know it’s hard to leave but I can handle this |
«Peace love,» that’s what I told her before I hit the block |
Yes, she spoke too little but her actions always said a lot |
She said a woman need a King just like Coretta Scott |
I know your swag is on trill but your cheddar’s not |
Damn and honesty hit me like a motherfucker |
Life is like a bitch in the streets, it’s sort of his blood brother |
Try to hold you down from these hustlers and these blood suckers |
Everybody came in and they aimin for our love, trust us (trust us) |
And so we take a little time off |
You a diamond, guess I threw your little shine off |
Man, I need something to take my mind off |
Then I see her on my Facebook page and I sign off |
Uh, it was special for what it’s ever worth |
But shorty need a baller and I’m far from Jesus Shuttlesworth |
So I leave this block cause shit gets hotter than a kettle burn |
Wonder if she’ll ever learn, man I guess it’ll never work, so |
Mind in a hundred places, my brain’s racin (I know) |
Meditation, marijuana’s my medication |
I zone out, that’s the only way to escape |
Eyes low, hydro, smoke straight to the face (yeah) |
I tread the water like I’m drownin, tryin to get air |
I can’t breathe, cause bitches always cloud in my square |
So pass me another spliff or pass me another beer |
See rappin this is my gift, I’m happy to make it clear (yeah) |
Too many snowy nights, not enough sunny days |
Too much money spent, not enough money saved |
They try to put me down, it only pick me up (yeah) |
They try to knock me out but (but) couldn’t lift me up (nah) |
It only made me smarter, it only made me better |
I only worked harder, stacked more cheddar |
So forever this time is just a memory |
I gotta go for now but she’ll remember me cause |