Текст песни WARRIOR - Leeson Bryce

Ah, Warrior
Hardened from battle, victorior
Takin the trophy, a courier
Takin the trophy, so glorious
Winnin the odds, they givin him nods
He poppin up like he is ownin this
Sparin the rod, they spoil the child
As long as he goin and keepin right
Honestly
Im thinkin honestly I'm burnt out and I had enough
I'm thinkin that the validation is a toxic drug
I'm thinkin sadness and depression is too common now
I'm thinkin Im the only one who actually gives a
Im thinkin all these ladies want is them a millionaire
Im thinkin loyalty uncommon and its seeming rare
I think we talk too much, and cannot back it up
I think I had enough, I know
Avoiding the traps
Im runnin abundance, I gotta go higher
To keep on the rise
To feedin the family
Give em the life of the cloud and the power
Golden glow hour, sending him flowers
Takin em all but they gone and they withered
Takin the hate and keepin the calm
Keepin that talk cuz he beating the odds
Level the building out
Headin in hard, cuz I had enough
No more he talkin, just run it up
They shootin this way, but cant damage him
Projecting they falls, projectin they fails
No wonder they sounding so bitter though
They want him to fail, and hope he derails
Got multiple dms to prove it now
I barely reply I admit
I wanna stay up in my lane and just go mind my own
Oh yea, he goin hard, but guess what, I am better though
Hey homie, betta tell yo shawty not to hit my phone
She way too friendly in my DM, better leave me alone
Im dodgin the false, I cannot go broke
Carefully choosin, the ones I'm around
Movin so carefully and makin my rounds
Avoiding them now
Some people vie to only put you in the ground
Aye, aye, aye
Warrior
Hardened from battle, victorior
Takin the trophy, a courier
Takin the trophy, so glorious
Winnin the odds, they givin him nods
He poppin up like he is ownin this
Sparin the rod, they spoil the child
As long as he goin and keepin right
Killin the child, they spoil the rod
They strikin him down, out of spite
What are the odds, betrayin yo name
Or hurting your heart, once in life
What are the odds of a black man
Seeing no prejudice, got no equal life
What are the odds of depression
Seeping in then deciding to end a life
What are the odds
Warrior, born right in the heart of us
Carry the baggage, no losin it
Goin slower and its haunting him
Still he a kid, no confidence found
And a lot of growing up to get ahead
Black and ugly and got no worth
See a mirror and he look away
Used to wish upon a better day
Depression now is a common thing
And he wish upon a better way
Wanna say that its underway
Protectin the mind, and seekin to ride
The happiness that we are tryna find
The power inside, the warrior time
To push on when they tryna stoppin him
The look in the eyes, the redness of cries
Of others who went and betrayed him
The trusting, no longer within him
The life that he happily chosen
The warrior inside, the hardness of time
The callin he has, no runnin
The warrior inside, the hardness of time
The callin he has, no runnin