Running

Run away from problems, that's some pussy shit Get the bottle, get the weed, and get fucked up Indulge in the demons, bitch I see the pain through the window tints Cover my guilt, there ain't no hint Make a plan, have zero risk F*ck a top five, no need for a list Paid by the hour, Motive through music This ain't about salary, I'm charging my battery I'm telling my story, you in it for glory Talk about stepping, then I am the stepper I am the smoke, you don't want the pressure I big walk on y'all face Money talk, it inflates Accomplish goals in one take A single run and a mixtape Use a lost soul and you misplace No goals and you're filled with hate Running, running, running Through this pressure, never fold Running, running, running Through these moments, feeling old Running, running, running From these problems, you know it shows Running, running, running From this moment, please let go I see the pain through the window tints Cover my guilt, there ain't no hint Damn you lame, you have no bitch You ain't about grind, no flow with a passion Spirit from afar, keep on dashing All you have is time, but commit petty crimes for pennies and dimes Damn, look at myself and who I became Now I walk through the flames without a doubt Rare like water, it's a Cali drought Come on top from this sabotage Awkward moments, I laugh it off My eyes tell a story about tragic loss Speak my soul through written texts The chances I get, I'll always be blessed Still spitting my soul I'm heavenly slept on Ayy Running, running, running Through this pressure, never fold Running, running, running Through these moments, feeling old Running, running, running From these problems, you know it shows Running, running, running Through these moments, please let go