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Walking Off Video (MV)




Performed By: Nick Thomas
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Nick Thomas




Nick Thomas - Walking Off Lyrics
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I been inhaling the pressure just to keep me solid
I got resin in my lungs, hard to keep from coughing
New York City walking off, like Tommy coughlin
Couldn't coach em, had to toss em
Did no boasting, but been bossing
It be the closest who be double crossing
Had to bring it back to the basics on em
Jumping on a gun shot racing on em
Been gone
And I really always saw the end
Told me I would never ball again
Told me I would never walk for them
And she told me I could only call us friends
It's your false conscious
Don't halt progress
It's No small contest
I been inhaling the pressure just to keep me solid
I got resin in my lungs, hard to keep from coughing
New York City walking off, like Tommy coughlin
Couldn't coach em, had to toss em
Did no boasting, but been bossing
It be the closest who be double crossing
Had to bring it back to the basics on em
Jumping on a gun shot racing on em
Been gone
1:11 on the dash
11:11 my wishes happening
Stuck in simulations, dodging bullets
Like I'm Neo in the Matrix
Took the blue pill with the red
I been getting dressed and getting bread
Every morning I been waking up to getting head
And my eyes been blood red
I been inhaling the pressure just to keep me solid
I got resin in my lungs, hard to keep from coughing
New York City walking off, like Tommy coughlin
Couldn't coach em, had to toss em
Did no boasting, but been bossing
It be the closest who be double crossing
Had to bring it back to the basics on em
Jumping on a gun shot racing on em
Been gone
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English

I been inhaling the pressure just to keep me solid
I got resin in my lungs, hard to keep from coughing
New York City walking off, like Tommy coughlin
Couldn't coach em, had to toss em
Did no boasting, but been bossing
It be the closest who be double crossing
Had to bring it back to the basics on em
Jumping on a gun shot racing on em
Been gone
And I really always saw the end
Told me I would never ball again
Told me I would never walk for them
And she told me I could only call us friends
It's your false conscious
Don't halt progress
It's No small contest
I been inhaling the pressure just to keep me solid
I got resin in my lungs, hard to keep from coughing
New York City walking off, like Tommy coughlin
Couldn't coach em, had to toss em
Did no boasting, but been bossing
It be the closest who be double crossing
Had to bring it back to the basics on em
Jumping on a gun shot racing on em
Been gone
1:11 on the dash
11:11 my wishes happening
Stuck in simulations, dodging bullets
Like I'm Neo in the Matrix
Took the blue pill with the red
I been getting dressed and getting bread
Every morning I been waking up to getting head
And my eyes been blood red
I been inhaling the pressure just to keep me solid
I got resin in my lungs, hard to keep from coughing
New York City walking off, like Tommy coughlin
Couldn't coach em, had to toss em
Did no boasting, but been bossing
It be the closest who be double crossing
Had to bring it back to the basics on em
Jumping on a gun shot racing on em
Been gone
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