Take Me Away
You never had a heart, you're scared of everything
You'll never see any progress hiding behind your fears
Just keep on grinding, no sympathy cause you're flowing tears
These cats fruity like Mike and Ike, what a bunch of queers
I'm all about a bag, I wanna put my wife in one
All I know is victory, I'm addicted to Nike's son,
Everyone cannot rap on a track and put their life in one
But me, I'm like a '04 Laker, I got the Midas touch
We're too grown to be out here trying to act tough
So get your racks up, or stay broke, pop, and get smacked up
Nipsey hollered it's a Marathon so don't get passed up
That stuff you do is driveless; on my brother, don't get gassed up
Mash buttons cause the Journey is a push starter
Smash pedals to the treasure, I want big dollars
I see it all in my Future, you really mad at Russell
Why you mad cause I want the bag and you're laughing like a dummy
You're laughing like it's funny and that's how your pockets look
You don't even have to be a crook to break even or turn a dollar into 16
I'm a little man with some big dreams like Marlon Wayans
I've been taking my time serious while you're just out here playing
You never had a heart, you're scared of everything
You'll never see any progress hiding behind your fears
Just keep on grinding, no sympathy cause you're flowing tears
These cats fruity like Mike and Ike, what a bunch of queers
I gotta keep my bodyguard cause niggas skip the tussle
It be the ones who say they love you that be out to bust you
I don't even rock with most of my day ones
I feel the envy and I won't let them take none
I have a son on the way, a daughter and son at bay
A wife that prays for my safety, a grind that keeps me awake
The mental state of a boss, I've been growing into my kingship
No days off, I barely been getting sleep
It's a feat when I'm fighting demons
I caught a body last week and only Jesus seen it
I'm not a killer of the physical, I slaughter demons
But for my respect and principles, you'll push me to the edge
I done came this far, I don't wanna step off the ledge
I been feeling like I'm crazy, suppressing thoughts in my head
Never sober, it ain't cool cause I been dozing off the meds
I can't control my temperments, stress is kicking me in the ass
You never had a heart, you're scared of everything
You'll never see any progress hiding behind your fears
Just keep on grinding, no sympathy cause you're flowing tears
These cats fruity like Mike and Ike, what a bunch of queers
You'll never see any progress hiding behind your fears
Just keep on grinding, no sympathy cause you're flowing tears
These cats fruity like Mike and Ike, what a bunch of queers
I'm all about a bag, I wanna put my wife in one
All I know is victory, I'm addicted to Nike's son,
Everyone cannot rap on a track and put their life in one
But me, I'm like a '04 Laker, I got the Midas touch
We're too grown to be out here trying to act tough
So get your racks up, or stay broke, pop, and get smacked up
Nipsey hollered it's a Marathon so don't get passed up
That stuff you do is driveless; on my brother, don't get gassed up
Mash buttons cause the Journey is a push starter
Smash pedals to the treasure, I want big dollars
I see it all in my Future, you really mad at Russell
Why you mad cause I want the bag and you're laughing like a dummy
You're laughing like it's funny and that's how your pockets look
You don't even have to be a crook to break even or turn a dollar into 16
I'm a little man with some big dreams like Marlon Wayans
I've been taking my time serious while you're just out here playing
You never had a heart, you're scared of everything
You'll never see any progress hiding behind your fears
Just keep on grinding, no sympathy cause you're flowing tears
These cats fruity like Mike and Ike, what a bunch of queers
I gotta keep my bodyguard cause niggas skip the tussle
It be the ones who say they love you that be out to bust you
I don't even rock with most of my day ones
I feel the envy and I won't let them take none
I have a son on the way, a daughter and son at bay
A wife that prays for my safety, a grind that keeps me awake
The mental state of a boss, I've been growing into my kingship
No days off, I barely been getting sleep
It's a feat when I'm fighting demons
I caught a body last week and only Jesus seen it
I'm not a killer of the physical, I slaughter demons
But for my respect and principles, you'll push me to the edge
I done came this far, I don't wanna step off the ledge
I been feeling like I'm crazy, suppressing thoughts in my head
Never sober, it ain't cool cause I been dozing off the meds
I can't control my temperments, stress is kicking me in the ass
You never had a heart, you're scared of everything
You'll never see any progress hiding behind your fears
Just keep on grinding, no sympathy cause you're flowing tears
These cats fruity like Mike and Ike, what a bunch of queers
Credits
Writer(s): Kenyatta Finney Jr
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