Lyrical Breakdown of Walkin - Key Glock remix - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how Denzel Curry weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Walkin - Key Glock remix" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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(Yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah) Clear a path as I keep on walkin', ain't no stoppin' In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call a home They get blickies poppin', ain't no option for my partners So they resort to scams and robbin' Take away stress, we ganja coppin' Blow it all out, it's all forgotten Keep on walkin', ain't no stoppin' In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call a home They get blickies poppin', ain't no option for my partners So they resort to scams and robbin' Take away stress, we ganja coppin' Blow it all out, it's all forgotten Walkin' with my back against the sun I been runnin' all my life, that's way before my life begun Since my birth and seconds on Earth, I been the first one to confront All of these cycles that get recycled, makin' it stifle while I stunt Roll me a blunt so I forget it But it make the details look so vivid (so vivid) Went through a lot of shit in the last year (uh-huh) Then I said, "Fuck it, I'ma handle my business" (yeah, yeah) I been 180 to talk to one lady, she been regulatin' on how I feel (feel) Describe it as raw and real (real) I'm dealin' with all the ills, I'm tearin' up like I'm on Dr. Phil (cry) Ain't no use, you gotta walk (walk) Ain't no use, you gotta walk (walk) Who the fuck said, "Stop the track," bruh? Let a real nigga talk (yeah) I walk from the bitches, I walk from the friendship I walk from some digits, 'cause lately, my nigga, I'm feelin' indifferent I wish y'all the best, and believe that, I meant it Keep on walkin', ain't no stoppin' In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call a home They get blickies poppin', ain't no option for my partners So they resort to scams and robbin' Take away stress, we ganja coppin' Blow it all out, it's all forgotten Keep on walkin', ain't no stoppin' In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call a home They get blickies poppin', ain't no option for my partners So they resort to scams and robbin' Take away stress, we ganja coppin' Blow it all out, it's all forgotten Big hands all up in my pocket Jimmy Neutron, keep a rocket Fuck 12, you can still come cop it Monster hangin' with goons and goblins I'm so heartless, shoot with a carbon, yeah (yeah) Nigga, like every day (every day) They say, "More money, more problems" Shit (shit), well, I'm like, "Okay" (okay) Star point guard but I still don't play (play) Yeah, I know I'm a dawg but I still go ape, uh Never ever ever give a fuck what they say Yeah, we ain't losin' drop, they still gon' say sum', uh (yeah) It's a whole lotta money in this cold world Young nigga, go and make you some, uh It's a whole lotta money in this cold world Young nigga had to take me some (yeah) Fucked around, turned to a boss, uh Momma gave birth to a boss (boss, yeah) They say you gotta crawl before you walk Well, fuck nigga, I ran (yeah, yeah) Ran up the bands (bands) My money was locked in the can (the can) I had to do what I can, a man told me Keep on walkin', ain't no stoppin' In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call a home They get blickies poppin', ain't no option for my partners So they resort to scams and robbin' Take away stress, we ganja coppin' Blow it all out, it's all forgotten Keep on walkin', ain't no stoppin' In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call a home They get blickies poppin', ain't no option for my partners So they resort to scams and robbin' Take away stress, we ganja coppin' Blow it all out, it's all forgotten (Walk, walk, walk, walk) (Walk, walk, walk, walk) (Walk, walk, walk, walk) (Walk, walk, walk, walk)