Tommy Mas - Walkin' lyrics

[Verse 1] Walkin' with my crew---neck, not talkin' to nobody Shawty giving me split-sec looks goin' back to her hobby I be spectatin' - my mental state suburban - Look up to the trees hearin' birds lightly chirpin' Life is good, but damn she's a virgin f** it, and I just pa**ed The Goose and The Firkin People say I should be workin' cuz it don't look or feel like it Homeless dude with a dog sidekick prolly a philosopher finding deeper meaning inside the sensory first person RPG Mind in a higher place as he's mindin' his little space My view pans and gone is the old worn face, and the tired hound on the ground not making a sound; As are the streets, my thoughts are loud Bound to shape me or break me As I go back to my mind's soliloquy [Verse 2] Walkin' down the street; Socks bundled at my feet Adidas on a cloud; ain't no pressure on me Homie from the East side, props as I pa** by It'd be a lie if I said Shawty gave me digits to dial But I'm happy like Papi Going places with a smile More solo than Han Solo in denial And the Nile ain't long enough to fit my dreams Plannin' schemes in my room; so it seems I'm sewing seams In the brain - electric current I'm the conductor; Gimme grands of peeps and a symphony, I will not stir Poised monster is what I am - Calmly warning the clan Like light waves on the sand While I'm freakin' out Japan Shure your not gonna work hard and make it Turn back and say "f** work, too much time it's takin'" I'm on the threshold from going home to going big These Naismith's couldn't hold the jays I'm gonna hit