Running Around
Where have you been? We've been waiting for you
Where the others at? Just you?
Oh... I get it
Listen... it's going to get tougher now
Just... just do what you do, ok?
This is it... how do you feel?
Can't be grateful for nothing its like
I always think something is missing
Sitting staring at the wall thinking what if
I can't was never part of the mission
Realizing my state of mind needs taking care of
Like a scar full of stiches
Fuck a Rolls Royce when I say the top
I mean the sky not the stars in the ceiling
Knew I had to do something to make bands
When I saw my mom in the kitchen
And it feel like me making it is going against
The rules and laws of the physics
Feel like I haven't laughed hard in a minute
Chuckled at this bar when I penned it
Do I do it for dollars and nickels or
Do I like to do my art independent
(do I like to do my art independent)
(OWAH)
Do I like to do my art independent
(do I like to do my art independent)
Arsam: Yo, I heard that new shit second verse goes ha
I be pacing around the room
Tryina think of plan to escape
Got it mapped out tatted on me ready
Cause come from a hazardous space
Bullet strays by my ear stepping on
Red concrete a casual day
Put all my eggs in the same basket when I moved
I never scramble away
Running around holes in my shoes
Prints on the ground the soul of my boots
Ain't going down tall on my roots
I'm from a town where all of us doomed
Shorty talkin about living together gotta stick to her
When she with you when your broke
It's weighing heavy when close people around
Believe in you more than you do when your alone
I wish I could be more confident in my
Abilities gotta do it just to let em know
This the only thing I can do 100 percent in
I'm the realest when I press the record
But my attention is split (split)
Life is a treacherous bitch (treacherous bitch)
Got one thousand things on my plate
And she bringing a dish
Never tagged along maybe thats why
Nobody mentions the kid
Love being the underdog you'll lose everything
If you're betting against
Oh that? yeah thats just noise
But if I were you I would tune out the noise
You gotta learn to turn it out
Where the others at? Just you?
Oh... I get it
Listen... it's going to get tougher now
Just... just do what you do, ok?
This is it... how do you feel?
Can't be grateful for nothing its like
I always think something is missing
Sitting staring at the wall thinking what if
I can't was never part of the mission
Realizing my state of mind needs taking care of
Like a scar full of stiches
Fuck a Rolls Royce when I say the top
I mean the sky not the stars in the ceiling
Knew I had to do something to make bands
When I saw my mom in the kitchen
And it feel like me making it is going against
The rules and laws of the physics
Feel like I haven't laughed hard in a minute
Chuckled at this bar when I penned it
Do I do it for dollars and nickels or
Do I like to do my art independent
(do I like to do my art independent)
(OWAH)
Do I like to do my art independent
(do I like to do my art independent)
Arsam: Yo, I heard that new shit second verse goes ha
I be pacing around the room
Tryina think of plan to escape
Got it mapped out tatted on me ready
Cause come from a hazardous space
Bullet strays by my ear stepping on
Red concrete a casual day
Put all my eggs in the same basket when I moved
I never scramble away
Running around holes in my shoes
Prints on the ground the soul of my boots
Ain't going down tall on my roots
I'm from a town where all of us doomed
Shorty talkin about living together gotta stick to her
When she with you when your broke
It's weighing heavy when close people around
Believe in you more than you do when your alone
I wish I could be more confident in my
Abilities gotta do it just to let em know
This the only thing I can do 100 percent in
I'm the realest when I press the record
But my attention is split (split)
Life is a treacherous bitch (treacherous bitch)
Got one thousand things on my plate
And she bringing a dish
Never tagged along maybe thats why
Nobody mentions the kid
Love being the underdog you'll lose everything
If you're betting against
Oh that? yeah thats just noise
But if I were you I would tune out the noise
You gotta learn to turn it out
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