Get Away

I use to be afraid of my voice until I sat down, mixed it, now I'm making some noise

Until people at my school starting looking at me

Until mama said she saw the little prophet in me

When I had only turned 3, but now 21 years passed

Not a struggle with self, It's the problem of you

I want every pair of eyes to be glued to the sky

Make my getaway clean so you can't see what I drive

Make me ahead of my time, cause people talking with ass

No competition when I'm running laps around kids

I got good at babysitting before even babysitting

Got run up on the street made that guy feel like a kitten, little pussy

The difference between you and me