Running (Outro)

Saint, yeah
Uh, yeah yeah
Ok, let me get it
Ouuu, Ouuuu,
Ouu-woaah, Ou-woaah

I slowed the beat down so nobody say I'm rapping different
I'm done ignoring my issues, I gotta blast the image
Picture perfect don't exist, not in this life I'm living
So take the flash off your camera if you ain't gon' mind your business
I self-diagnose, turn myself into ghost
No more uploading a post or listening to what they want
Never cared of what these rappers get involved with
Cause I know every song I make is better inside of my vault
I launch my plan like catapult and from the game I will revolt
I sound like nobody and all of my idol's favorite quotes
That's a mashup and I dashed up just a bit from my last
Only God is available for the info I ask
Funny? I hope you think so
I wasn't religious until my ex found out that cheat code
So these games ain't been the same
I ain't worried about that chick though, I got all of the depression
She carried back and it's tenfold
Can't concentrate, I barely masturbate
I barely hit my girl up to chill, I'm that depraved
I'm seeking therapy for help, am I just that afraid?
Sometimes that shit just beats me down, but don't you have those days?
Where living rough becomes the norm
And I'm just pushing through the days
You think your bad luck's running out?
But that shit fuels from my rage
So now I'm agitated more from the fact that I can't escape
And now I'm breaking down again, the only streams are down my face
The life I want to replace isn't greener cause of the trade
It's greener loving your own till my pockets are bank
And that's safe

Safe
Running, running, running
Oh, bases, I don't wanna see your faces
Caroline, Clementine, birds alive
I wanna make you mine, make you mine before I die

And if it all changed, I'll be right back where I started
Not changing anything, just reliving most of the hardest
Remind myself it get harder and push through whatever bothers
No need for a six-year-old for him to be asking for his father
Am I wrong or not? He should be focused on being an astronaut
But he's focused more on why daddy ain't with his mom
What's so bad about my mama? She stood around for the trauma
This type of shit made me regret who you are
Why the fuck you make me so tall
I'm standing out where I go if I don't belong
It's hard to fit in when I'm compared to them all
I'm writing verses like Jesus, better than Kendrick Lamar
These rappers don't wanna spar I gave them chances to fall
And yet they just started to spawn I'm getting rid of them all
I gotta grab me a cord, and tie it round em for sport
I don't get why you such a fan, I'm not giving my support
So crash and burn, you missed your turn
You could've capitalized but it didn't work
I'm a phoenix, I'm rising up from the dirt
You can't kill a man who probably tried first
And that's real shit

Safe, running, running, running, oh, ha
Bases, I don't wanna see your faces
Caroline, Clementine, birds alive, yeah
I wanna make you mine, make you mine before I die, yeah

And this is the part she admires
She love when I freestyle and I go me on fire
I just think about her and all the shit I desire
If we have us a baby, baby, don't call me a liar
I know I did some things, I know I did some wrong
But sometimes it doesn't matter when you feel so strong
I feel this love between our bond is something you could not go wrong with
Connection is staggering but I don't really go with others
Shit, I know I fucked up again
It's some shit that I was talking about when, when, when, when, when, when, yeah, yeah, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Juan Santos Jr
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