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I been running running running runaway from my problems

The demands in my way, I got to fight them

Hit them with a hook left, right like I'm Tyson

New pills I buy them

Too high I'm flying

You a bitch and ima be a winner

I thank god like everyday but I know I'm a sinner

But you a bitch, don't care about your opinion

Growing up as a bad kid I knew that I was different

Where's the plug? I need to get some morphine

I pop a pill and take it early in the morning

Bitch where's my cup?

I need to pour some more lean

They tell me that I'm finna sell out when I'm touring

The truth's so hard to digest

Ever since second grade I was up in class popping them Vyvanse

And ever since second grade I was always the kid they never liked yeah

Then they heard my songs

Their opinion turned to biased

Now they sing along

They where singing all the rhymes yeah

But he was talking shit so we hit him with a high tech

Used to sell some weed, only for a light check

Now I'm doing shows, going up for the mic check

All these bitches at my crib but they not my type yet

I been running running running runaway from my problems

The demands in my way, I got to fight them

Hit them with a hook left, right like I'm Tyson

New pills I buy them

Too high I'm flying

You a bitch and ima be a winner

I thank god like everyday but I know I'm a sinner

But you a bitch, don't care about your opinion

Growing up as a bad kid I knew that I was different

Have you ever felt the lowest of low you feel like giving up

Have you ever felt like you have no home so all you do is run

Cause bitch I'm right their, I don't feel like I don't have no trust

Put my all up in this music I don't fuck with anyone

They used to laugh at me

Now they see me up they tryna brag with me

They hearing all my pain and I just turn it to a masterpiece

Shawty got my love she got the master key

They always on my dick it feels like I cant even get no piece

Nauseated on the floor isn't felt this feeling

I'm taking drugs and smoking dope, off penicillin

They telling me time really fix the healing

But shit I don't feel it, they still tell me that I'm winning

I been running running running runaway from my problems

The demands in my way, I got to fight them

Hit them with a hook left, right like I'm Tyson

New pills I buy them

Too high I'm flying

You a bitch and ima be a winner

I thank god like everyday but I know I'm a sinner

But you a bitch, don't care about your opinion

Growing up as a bad kid I knew that I was different