Door Kicked Blues

“Door Kick Blues” (Inspired by Pooh Shiesty) [Intro] Yeah… Another young king tryna make it out the mud Lights flash, wrong place, wrong time, that’s how it was [Hook] Door got kicked, feds rush in, no warning Life change quick in the middle of the morning Just a rapper tryna make it, no stallin’ Now his name in the headlines, everybody callin’ Outta state moves, Dallas got him caught up Street life mixed with fame, now it’s all rough Tryna chase a dream, but the system don’t play One wrong step, now they takin’ it away [Verse 1] Came from the struggle, had nothin’ but ambition Mic in his hand, turned pain to a vision From the block to the charts, yeah he made noise But the streets still callin’, hard to avoid Fast life livin’, chains swing heavy Enemies watchin’, gotta keep it ready Outta town moves, thought it was a play Didn’t know the feds had eyes on the way They buildin’ cases while you buildin’ your name Same system quick to turn glory to shame Tryna get rich, put the fam in position But the past don’t fade, it just waits in the distance Dallas nights, everything feel right Till blue lights flash, now it’s all in sight One moment free, next moment you stuck When the law kick doors, don’t care about luck [Hook] Door got kicked, feds rush in, no warning Life change quick in the middle of the morning Just a rapper tryna make it, no stallin’ Now his name in the headlines, everybody callin’ Outta state moves, Dallas got him caught up Street life mixed with fame, now it’s all rough Tryna chase a dream, but the system don’t play One wrong step, now they takin’ it away [Verse 2] Mama on the phone like “son, stay strong” But the courtroom cold, and the nights feel long Label still callin’, fans still waitin’ But the cell walls close, got the mind contemplatin’ Was it worth the risk? Was it part of the grind? Or the streets too deep, left scars in the mind? He ain’t the first, won’t be the last Young black artist caught up in the past Tryna elevate, but the weight too real When the system hit hard, don’t care how you feel Dreams on pause, but the story still told How the game turn young hearts cold [Bridge] From the booth to a booking number From a chain to a county jumper All he wanted was a shot at the throne Now he writin’ new bars from a cell alone [Hook] Door got kicked, feds rush in, no warning Life change quick in the middle of the morning Just a rapper tryna make it, no stallin’ Now his name in the headlines, everybody callin’ Outta state moves, Dallas got him caught up Street life mixed with fame, now it’s all rough Tryna chase a dream, but the system don’t play One wrong step, now they takin’ it away [Outro] Yeah… Lesson in the story, every move got a cost When you come from the bottom, easy to get lost Fame don’t shield you from the weight of the law Just a young king dreamin’… tryna have it all.