Away
I always tried to be the one that you can run to
I ain't been there lately
I got some shit wish I could undo
You think too hard about the shit somebody told you
It's driving you crazy
And I ain't there to even hold you
I tried to drink away my problems like it's New Year's Eve
Too many people in my ear I don't know who to believe
Somebody died the other day we like it coulda been me
You like a tourist when you come cause we got plenty to see
I tried to tatt away my pain now I got ink all in my scars
I tried to trade it for some money had me wishing on a star
My mind at war against my heart that shit be tearing me apart
You ain't never gon get nowhere if you don't know when to start
Ain't no label wanna sign me so I made my own shit
Ain't nobody writing for me yeah I make my own hits
I ain't asking for no favors, imma ice my own wrist
I ain't rapping for just anybody that ain't on the list
My brother mad because they view me as a meal ticket
And I'm just mad he think I'm dumb enough to still kick it
And I won't stop until I'm running up them real digits
No I won't stop until we ain't booking them jail visits
They gon tell me what I wanna hear so tell me what I don't
And my patna still around because he handle shit I won't
Said they waiting till they see me with that brand new Saint Laurent
Said they waiting they see me whip a brand new Bentley truck
I ain't materialistic
I always tried to be the one that you can run to
I ain't been there lately
I got some shit wish I could undo
You think too hard about the shit somebody told you
It's driving you crazy
And I ain't there to even hold you
I tried to drink away my problems like it's New Year's Eve
Too many people in my ear I don't know who to believe
Somebody died the other day we like it coulda been me
You like a tourist when you come cause we got plenty to see
I ain't been there lately
I got some shit wish I could undo
You think too hard about the shit somebody told you
It's driving you crazy
And I ain't there to even hold you
I tried to drink away my problems like it's New Year's Eve
Too many people in my ear I don't know who to believe
Somebody died the other day we like it coulda been me
You like a tourist when you come cause we got plenty to see
I tried to tatt away my pain now I got ink all in my scars
I tried to trade it for some money had me wishing on a star
My mind at war against my heart that shit be tearing me apart
You ain't never gon get nowhere if you don't know when to start
Ain't no label wanna sign me so I made my own shit
Ain't nobody writing for me yeah I make my own hits
I ain't asking for no favors, imma ice my own wrist
I ain't rapping for just anybody that ain't on the list
My brother mad because they view me as a meal ticket
And I'm just mad he think I'm dumb enough to still kick it
And I won't stop until I'm running up them real digits
No I won't stop until we ain't booking them jail visits
They gon tell me what I wanna hear so tell me what I don't
And my patna still around because he handle shit I won't
Said they waiting till they see me with that brand new Saint Laurent
Said they waiting they see me whip a brand new Bentley truck
I ain't materialistic
I always tried to be the one that you can run to
I ain't been there lately
I got some shit wish I could undo
You think too hard about the shit somebody told you
It's driving you crazy
And I ain't there to even hold you
I tried to drink away my problems like it's New Year's Eve
Too many people in my ear I don't know who to believe
Somebody died the other day we like it coulda been me
You like a tourist when you come cause we got plenty to see
Credits
Writer(s): Christine Chambers
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