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running from freestyle

  1. I don't wanna talk about it
  2.  
  3. I been losin' my breath
  4.  
  5. She cannot go without it
  6.  
  7. She wantin' me dead
  8.  
  9. Sometimes I think about it
  10.  
  11. All in my head
  12.  
  13. I don't wanna talk 'bout it
  14.  
  15. Knife in yo' flesh
  16.  
  17.  
  18.  
  19. Running from the demons, can't let 'em in
  20.  
  21. She wants me dead but I'm still alive watch me grin
  22.  
  23. Battling the thoughts man I gotta survive
  24.  
  25. I know damn well God watchin' me thru them skies
  26.  
  27. Yeah, I'm ready to thrive, I'm chasin' moonlight
  28.  
  29. I cannot do right, I can't do shit right, no woah oh
  30.  
  31. She plotting in them shadows, uh
  32.  
  33. And I know she got all this ammo
  34.  
  35. And I know she want me dead, oh
  36.  
  37. And I'm just gon' call up Benzo
  38.  
  39. This shit feel cold in my chest
  40.  
  41. I'ma go 'round hop in the Benz
  42.  
  43. Shit be so chaotic, we screamin', "We the best"
  44.  
  45. I might be insane but maybe not yet
  46.  
  47. Got demons in my mind they dance all around
  48.  
  49. Thoughts runnin' wild, uh, we the underground
  50.  
  51. She wants me dead, can't handle the dread
  52.  
  53. Turn up the volume, cuttin' all these threads
  54.  
  55.  
  56.  
  57. In my head, in my head
  58.  
  59. Thoughts feelin' like a tide
  60.  
  61. Stay awake, stay aive
  62.  
  63. Can't escape, can't confide
  64.  
  65. Got my ass so confined
  66.  
  67. Too much shit on my mind
  68.  
  69. Sometimes I, wanna die
  70.  
  71. I get high, then I fly
  72.  
  73.  
  74.  
  75. Whispers echo in the night
  76.  
  77. Shadows all up in my mind
  78.  
  79. Cobwebs make my heart so cold
  80.  
  81. Can't trust these hoes, no, not any mo'
  82.  
  83. Living on the edge, bitch, I gotta unwind
  84.  
  85. Sittin' in the rain, watch it fuckin' fall from the sky
  86.  
  87. Sometimes I wonder if I coulda made a different decision
  88.  
  89. Got me fucked up
  90.  
  91. Is this truly how we be living?
  92.  
  93. They hate my existence, wishing
  94.  
  95. I was never living or existin'
  96.  
  97. In the first place, girl, it's your birthday
  98.  
  99. And when I was in first grade
  100.  
  101. Killed a bitch then in 3rd grade
  102.  
  103. Killed another on his birthday
  104.  
  105. My apologies, this is my first day, uh
  106.  
  107.  
  108.  
  109. These hoes all got birdbrains
  110.  
  111. So let's open them bird gates
  112.  
  113. Where the bread at? Where my head at?
  114.  
  115. Where the deads at? Bitch, go get back
  116.  
  117. We got set back, no setbacks
  118.  
  119. Bitches give me feedback, I hate that
  120.  
  121. I'ma smoke that, got me jet lagged
  122.  
  123. Hoes gon' backtrack, I had to bounce back, hit a bitch
  124.  
  125. With a big thwack!
  126.  
  127.  
  128.  
  129. Yeah, my darling, she got that dagger
  130.  
  131. I can hear all the laughter
  132.  
  133. My skull and heart, they shatter
  134.  
  135. And I know I don't really matter
  136.  
  137. Lost in the echoes of these thoughts in my head
  138.  
  139. They wanna mislead me but I'm not easily led
  140.  
  141. These bitches want me dead
  142.  
  143. These bitches want me dead
  144.  
  145.  
  146.  
  147. Feeling the heat, I'm lost in a trance
  148.  
  149. It's you and me, come on, go let's dance
  150.  
  151. She wanna leave, I can't give her a chance
  152.  
  153. Who to believe? Me or your mans?
  154.  
  155. Yeah, uh, I'm like Prancer, I prance
  156.  
  157. These bitches so high, I'm never gon' land
  158.  
  159. Draw your name in the sand
  160.  
  161. Caught your ass, red hand
  162.  
  163. Now these bitches tryna kill off my brand
  164.  
  165. I demand, I command, demand, oh
  166.  
  167.  
  168.  
  169. These bitches be damned, uh
  170.  
  171. Got a Glocky in hand, uh
  172.  
  173. I'ma count up my bands, uh
  174.  
  175. Nobody understands, no
  176.  
  177. Bitch, I still stand, woah
  178.  
  179. Two twin Glocks 100 grand, woah
  180.  
  181. Pray for the damned, oh
  182.  
  183. Rapper like I'm Chance, oh
  184.  
  185. These bitches gon' get scanned, oh
  186.  
  187. Knew that shit beforehand, woah
  188.  
  189. Door slammed, you get banned
  190.  
  191. All this shit I'ma go and withstand
  192.  
  193.  
  194.  
  195. Oh, yo' Glocky be jammed?
  196.  
  197. Mine isn't, I got the upper hand
  198.  
  199. This bitch is makin' it feel crammed
  200.  
  201. Bitch, yo' bitch get tanned
  202.  
  203. You know who the fuck I am
  204.  
  205. I'm the man with the plan
  206.  
  207. Everythang I do be planned
  208.  
  209. In the prison with contraband
  210.  
  211. Now my ex bitch needs fanned
  212.  
  213. She dramatic as shit, it spanned
  214.  
  215. From years ago, baby, I'm gettin' secondhand
  216.  
  217. Embarrassment, just go disband
  218.  
  219. I'm here for it, no reprimand
  220.  
  221.  
  222.  
  223. Got the food that be canned
  224.  
  225. I'ma shoot you and your mans
  226.  
  227. I can do what he can't
  228.  
  229. You know I can, you know I can
  230.  
  231. Dough on me, middleman
  232.  
  233. So fucked up, congressman
  234.  
  235. On my dick, in quicksand
  236.  
  237. Pussy bitch, this not no Fairyland, uh uh
  238.  
  239. This bitch be Afghan
  240.  
  241. In the caravan, I'm like Peter Pan
  242.  
  243. We up in Japan, I'm more than
  244.  
  245. Your mans could ever be
  246.  
  247. How did this shit begin? Well, it began
  248.  
  249. When a lil' bitch thought he was more than
  250.  
  251. But he less than, we gon' build a clan
  252.  
  253. He a common man, she a diva, uh
  254.  
  255. Bitches gon' get overran
  256.  
  257. Want the dough, MrFlimFlam, uh
  258.  
  259. And these motherfuckers make demands
  260.  
  261.  
  262.  
  263. Bitch I paid in advance, I control your finance
  264.  
  265. We in Pakistan, got a MAC 10 in hand
  266.  
  267. This shit I enhance, yeah, my shit gon' expand
  268.  
  269. Fuck this romance, fuck this bromance, uh
  270.  
  271. Fuck this circumstance, yeah
  272.  
  273. Well bitch I guess I'll be damned, uh
  274.  
  275. They some stans, they some fans
  276.  
  277. Bitch, I'm stanned, they programmed
  278.  
  279. To love me forever, uh, we got them implants
  280.  
  281. These bitches be damned, fuck Taliban
  282.  
  283. These hoes not grand, no no
  284.  
  285. This shit gon' get canned
  286.  
  287. Dough, jugular vein
  288.  
  289. These bitches hate me, I pour champagne
  290.  
  291. Leave a bitch so down bad and in pain
  292.  
  293. I fuck her so hard she givin' me brains
  294.  
  295. But she unintelligent, that's not okay
  296.  
  297. I pull up with evidence, I ride 'round wit' a K
  298.  
  299. These bitches need medicine, me? I'm okay
  300.  
  301. Bitch, I get adrenaline from killing fakes
  302.  
  303. And killing snakes..
  304.  
  305.  
  306.  
  307. I don't wanna talk about it
  308.  
  309. I been losin' my breath
  310.  
  311. She cannot go without it
  312.  
  313. She wantin' me dead
  314.  
  315. Sometimes I think about it
  316.  
  317. All in my head
  318.  
  319. I don't wanna talk 'bout it
  320.  
  321. Knife in yo' flesh
  322.  
  323.  
  324.  
  325. Fuck a bitch up, spent 100 dollars on your ass
  326.  
  327. Fuck a bitch, peace at last
  328.  
  329. Need your love, need it bad
  330.  
  331. What I need is the weed
  332.  
  333. 'Cause this bitch got me so mad
  334.  
  335. It's just you and your G's
  336.  
  337. Do you see me in the back of the 'Bach sippin' 'gnac?
  338.  
  339. Heart attack, cardiac, when I rap on this track
  340.  
  341. Never spittin' cap, you gon' get whacked
  342.  
  343. Some y'all hoes be wack, racks and stacks
  344.  
  345. Golden plaque, the fuck up with hoes? Uh
  346.  
  347. Get back on track, like Jill, then Jack
  348.  
  349. Down that hill so fast
  350.  
  351. I love to kill, I can never lack
  352.  
  353. And I made a deal, I cannot go back, nuh uh
  354.  
  355.  
  356.  
  357. My heart so black, I can't cut you no slack
  358.  
  359. Got my heart in a sack, uh
  360.  
  361. These bitches with the pack, uh
  362.  
  363. I'ma go 'round smokin' some crack, hmm
  364.  
  365. Yeah, babygirl, you a snack, hmm
  366.  
  367. And babygirl, you got a knack
  368.  
  369. For makin' me feel so sad
  370.  
  371. I hope you're glad
  372.  
  373. Hope you're happy, black like Kodak
  374.  
  375. Leave hoes taken aback, these bitches Chi Raq
  376.  
  377. My heart she hijack, uh
  378.  
  379. Baby, do not sidetrack, uh uh
  380.  
  381. And this bitch a Wisecrack, huh uh
  382.  
  383. I gave you my love, it be abstract
  384.  
  385. I got me, my friends, and my MAC
  386.  
  387. 'Cause I gave you my love, that's some shit you can't get back
  388.  
  389. And I thought I was enough, I wasn't, that's too bad
  390.  
  391. Uh, and I been gettin' dough, then I attack
  392.  
  393. I got a heart full of these stabs
  394.  
  395. Why the fuck they mad at me? Where they at?
  396.  
  397. And you know I had to do this shit ASAP
  398.  
  399. AP the wrist, uh, gotta unpack
  400.  
  401. I can't save a bitch, no, they just gon' ransack
  402.  
  403. I'm just wit' the shits, oh, hoes gon' get gone like thwack!
  404.  
  405. I just need my shit, oh, I cannot relax
  406.  
  407. Had to go bypass, just for real like that
  408.  
  409. I done cut contact, even if she don't like that
  410.  
  411. She don't really like Dad, this bitch tryn' distract
  412.  
  413. Leave a ho taken aback, babygirl won't fight back
  414.  
  415. Two Glocky's, skippin' class
  416.  
  417. I'm so high high off the gas..

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