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12 AM – BarolinaKidd

It's BK, Barolinakidd
Ranger Danger
Ranger Danger
Ranger Danger
I run to you, nobody else can touch this heart I been ready to pop, just like smoke
Keep a burner on me, ion talk too crazy on the phone
Lately I been up in my head, tryna find myself
Tryna break into my own head, just like a egg Critiquing my own words, just to say how I feel
Shit was gettin' hard, I understand, I had to heal
12 a.m, like the best time of the night I can get my feelings right
I found myself when times got hard, when times got dark
No one to call on, no one would answer the phone
Mental sessions with myself, I really had to talk it out
Stressing won't nun workin', it was all football, nothin' else
I always carry this heavy burden, shit got colder as I start growin' up
Broke into pieces, I knew I fucked my life up
Tryna break into cars, gossipin
And playin' peek-a-boo, you niggas in trouble
If you can't show me, at least 10 this year
I ain't need trappin' & robbin to make me sumn
Late night cruisin', blowin' one, gettin' my head right
Thuggin' with my blick inside my head, chop, shop come get chopped
Fuckin' with the Don, son of a don, don't get swept
Tryna be somethin', you not, son of a king
I had got so bad, it was times my mama ain't even wanna hold my hand
Surfin' on top of this shit, I gotta be grounded
It get dangerous on this side, I just don't know, I just don't know
I wanna be your hero, not your villain
The one right beside you while you healin
I been kickin' it, and stackin' it
I ain't been doin' no fuckin', no way to run, no way to hide
My life had divided, I be ready to crash, I don't need a pistol
I been tryin' to find myself, Lord, lend me a hand
Critiquin' my own words, just to say how I feel
Shit was gettin' hard, I understand, I had to heal
12 am, like the best time of the night
I can get my feelings right
I found myself, when times got hard, when times got dark
No one to call on, no one would answer the phone
mental sessions with myself, I really had to talk it out
Stressing wont workin', it was all football
Nothin' else, I always carry this heavy burden
Shit got cold as I start growin' up

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