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I just need to get away

Hoping that I get away

Praying that I get away

I'm just trying to get away

From all of it, trauma built up, issues to fix

Couldn't find a steady job, so a nigga had to rob

Shootouts from the car, got me on a power trip

Now I'm too involved with the killers and the pimps

Hoping I evolve to a scholar with some sense

To make it out the streets, of Ridgecrest

Find peace and less stress before I catch a bullet to my neck

T.T. told me she had a dream, a nigga killed me, said she needed me to flee

So I caught the first thing smoking, that was my cue

But before I leave the hood gotta pay my dues

Gotta lay down rules

Gotta let these dudes know that I'm that nigga

And I will not snooze

Til my whole fucking block gaining all the tools

To get rich, like pushing bricks off the avenue just to get away

Permanent vacay, staying out the way

Never need a spotlight, fuck a center stage

How I live my life, you can't intervene

This is why I fight, not to entertain

You can't stop my flight, breaking every chain

Blind rage might spike from my inner veins

I'm grinding till the grave, or the day that I get away

I've been on to bigger things

I've been known to imitate

Every form that made me great

Every source of energy

Every ounce of Mary Jane helps a nigga elevate

Warp, retreat, repeat, then I get away

From all of it, I'm often pissed

Cause niggas play awful tricks

Yeah, I heard your little shot, such a thoughtful diss

Why you mad real world?

Cause I popped your bitch?

Pussy had a little swirl left my third leg drench

And now she got a good referral, and I'm back in the mix

To get paid in full, bossing up like Mitch

While your booth is just a stool, where I take my shits

I ain't wasting my time, bitch, I'm on to the next one

The new Hov, when I drop, it's a Press Run

With new stoves cooked a batch of my best one

Got new goals, more cash, for my veterans

You little hoes couldn't fuck with my weak shit

Don't ask me, just listen how I grieve

Get another day homie every time I breathe

So I'm looking to the sky, dropping to my knees

And pray to God that I make it out

When I'm shooting for the stars, I'ma air it out

Strolling down the boulevard, looking for a route

That'll add more growth to my bank account

Check the amount

I'm more for spreading it out than trying to break it down

Want to make enough to live safe and sound

Buy my mama a house, never live in the drought

Unless we're talking rainfalls on a beach down south

Just to get away

Permanent vacay, staying out the way

Never needed spotlight fuck a center stage

How I live my life you can't intervene

This is why I fight, not to entertain

You can't stop my flight, breaking every chain

Blind rage might spike from my inner veins

I'm grinding till the grave, or the day that I get away

I've been on the bigger things

I've been known the imitate

Every form that made me great

Every source of energy

Every ounce of Mary Jane

Helps a nigga elevate

Warp, retreat, repeat then I get away

I just need to get away

Hoping that I get away

Praying that I get away

I'm just trying to get away

Yeah, I'm gone for a little minute, but uh

I'll be back around Thanksgiving, you know what I'm talking about

Just make sure you save a plate for me

Aight