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foreign kev - santa rosa lyrics

i’m from the subdivision st. john in santa rosa
i represent manila
and also south korea
grew up in my grandma’s turf, yea she bought a land
she was a farmer like my grandpa and they worked so hard
then my auntie’s came, and my uncle’s came
the youngest one in the family was my mom
she had made it through hard times in the 20s
years later, i was born it’s another blessing
they call me kyong bin in the neighborhood n0body racist
everybody showed me loved making sure i’m safest
the only foreign in thе hood everybody respеct it
they always thought i have some money in my pockets
just because my parents working in other country
i’m not the richest or the poorest in the place i’m living
but i’m the kindest, and the best comes to understanding
that’s why my homeboys respected for who i am truly
santa rosa where i grew up and i love the city
a lot of sh+t happened growing up in this province
this is where i first saw all the real violence
from fighting to stabbing, sometimes even k!lling
and i feel the pain my homeboys what they going through
they grew up in environment where they have to do
to do the things they should never ever have to do
just to have the money in their palms i swear i’m shook
drug dealing in the country always expanding
for the needs of money so some started selling
they have to do it, or else they child gon’ be starving
can’t get no job that’s why they stuck on just handing
and the child i be hanging, there’s a lot of them
same stories in the hood, same environment
sometimes they get to eat, sometimes they really can’t
i swear my feelings wanna cry cause i’m really blessed
down the block from my house there’s a lot of fights
there’s this times from our place, where there’s a riot
front liners in my house, some even cops
my uncle passed the f+ck out, what the f+ck
people going crazy, people started running
there’s a lot of screaming, there’s a lot of yelling
i was looking at my window i seen it vivid
next day i’m just glad cause my unc still living

and this the story of the young boy that lived in city
city full of violence, city full of stories
city full of dying, city full of k!lling
city full of robbing, city full of living

- foreign kev lyrics

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