RUNNING

(I'm still in my enz
Jesse Pinkman, cause I never left
But I got away with it
Tryna be a saint again
But I'm still riding trains away
To write in a less vacant place
To get me in a better space
Better space, yeah)

Never set out to a famous rapper
But I found myself doing crazy rapping
I write my life like Rose Madder
A horror story, I'm Dracula
I wasted it like Mick Jagger
But I faded it, That's cloak and dagger

It's all cut and paste, to cutaway
The blurry faces, and smudged paint
That's Claude Monet
I'm overdone
I pixelate
I broke it up
I promise that
I'll sober up
But first I gotta get over her

And overcome
These feelings of
Isolation and
Being numb
I could make it
But I'm broken up
Over little things
That don't adjust

(I'm) So sick of running
Away from my problems
I'm so done with solving
Emotions with bottles

I don't wanna wind up
So hopeless from loving
The wrong one
For too long
I'd rather keep running

I trust no one like Kyel Golly
And I hate Sydney, but I love Solly
And love no one, but I rhyme jolly
I sold my soul, that's young hollywood

And I'm now I'm doing good
Still the same number, same hood
Same old notebook
I'm just showing em I could

I believe in holding grudges,
Don't mind me, I'll heal in hell
So when that prick threatened my mother
I saw red like M&Ms
And when that chick leaked my number
I wrote a song, cause nothing helped
Try to sue for me that shit, I dare you
It don't work

And I still work for it
Hurt for it
Cause I got the shirt for it
Ralph Lauren
Yeah babe, I guess that I'm cursed from it

Dirt poor
Unheard of
And yet I'm still first for it
Cause I thirst for it
Undeterred from it

I'm so sick of running
Away from my problems
I'm so done with solving
Emotions with bottles

I don't wanna wind up
So hopeless from loving
The wrong one
For too long
I'd rather keep running