Walking Home

(Hook)
Walking home this late at night
On my own, no soul in sight
Ain’t no cars, the sky is clear
Music blasting in my ears
Walking home this late at night
Looking up at the street lights
Thinking, wishing for that day
Pray while walking

(Verse 1)
I be walking and praying
God, you hear what I’m saying?
I just wanna be a rapper like the guys I be playing
I just wanna be great, so God help me please
One day one of these streets will be named after me
Representing my city, representing my state
AK ain’t in the game well it’s bout time that we play
Fuck the rules, fuck competition, y’all riding with Play
I say what I’m about to do and I do whatever I say
Asian rapper, looking at me, it ain’t quite what it seems
If I catch you sleeping on me, I’m bout to appear in your dreams
An MC, the dopest lyricist that has never been seen
Open your eyes and you’ll see and listen when I speak
Representing these streets, the very streets that I walk
I’ll have this whole damn city saying I lived on they block
I’ll have this game on lock and one day these people will know
But for now, I’m walking trying to get my broke ass home

(Hook)
Walking home this late at night
On my own, no soul in sight
Ain’t no cars, the sky is clear
Music blasting in my ears
Walking home this late at night
Looking up at the street lights
Thinking, wishing for that day
Pray while walking

(Verse 2)
I be walking and dreaming
I want what I’m seeing
Music I’m hearing, I like what I’m feeling
I believe in with all my being, all this shit that I’m seeking
I be scheming, achieving, bleeding, cuz it’s my fam that I’m feeding
We be eating, I promise baby, everything will be great
We all be eating good when ya boy step up to the plate
A believer of hope, a non believer of fate
A believer that the future is something I can create
One day I’ll be great, though the journey is long
Right my wrongs through the rhymes within the lines of my songs
The journey is long but I’ll be patiently waiting
For my time to come and it ain’t the fucking cake that I’m craving
This music I love it, it ain’t a joke that I want it
Working a nine to five but that shit ain’t gon cut it so fuck it
My heart’s in these rhymes, my soul’s in these beats
But for now, I’m stuck here walking on these cold ass streets

(Hook)
Walking home this late at night
On my own, no soul in sight
Ain’t no cars, the sky is clear
Music blasting in my ears
Walking home this late at night
Looking up at the street lights
Thinking, wishing for that day
Pray while walking
(2x)