Get Away Lyrics

I can feel it in my soul

I been going up the levels looking at the totem pole

Only 19 years old but aiming for the real top

I could never wait it been legends getting killed off

Find a skill something i can really build off

If I ain't have that then i would really feel lost

Still feel like a lost cause sometimes

Dropping all my pain it been way more than punchlines

I been writing raps since standing in them lunch lines

Had a nightmare I was running from the one times

Back before the money came for real it was fun times

Way before we got wild freestyle to drum lines

Ain't talking bout the cannon when I'm talking chop wit green slime

Up and down from the green line

Nowadays I'm putting on a smile so I seem fine

Three times that I fell down to my knee, spine

Quick had to reset

Ion wanna relapse

Never give myself a break

Running til my feet cramp

I just wanna face the pain felt like I was made for it

Brain go insane on itself how I wage war

I love your presence why won't you stay more

I been juggling running through all these mazes

Everything that's within me

Knowing it won't amaze em

I just wanna be great, fuck being Famous

Had to quit the weed, fuck being brainless

Never can be perfect, fuck being stainless

If I was really made for it I would be an angel

New life outlooks I'm seeing different angles, one

I gotta make a way

Use time on my plate

I gotta go, I gotta show

I gotta fight through the pain

Verse two, pain get dispersed through

Tryna convince myself that ian here to hurt you

Looking at my past self igmoring all the virtues

Told em that I'm better now I just wanna murk you

Used to roll a wood, music I could lurk to

Feel I can't go back now it's past curfew

Looking at this backwood, I'm no longer satisfied

Used to count the numbers up really go and strategize

Normally I break it down pass it then I bag it up

Never took a break asking if i want it bad enough

Used to elevate but now I'm Climbing on the ladder up

Rap until my voice turn hoarse, so I saddle up

This that real pain

Purple sight with Gold haze

Looking for that right life, music turning cold play

Calling way more plays

But they all in different ways

Didn't like how I was living so I had to get away, one

I gotta make a way

Use time on my plate

I gotta go, I gotta show

I gotta fight through the pain

This life gon test your faith

Put you through some change

You gotta go, you gotta show

You gotta make it okay