[Intro]
Runnin', runnin', runnin' runnin'
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
[Verse]
I, reflect on the times of the past, when I was growing up
Zero to twelve I was naive, demeanour told enough
Two older brothers with music and they would show me stuff
With family fights, blasting music’s how I’d be holding up
Junior school I’d steal lines, act like I’m barring out
But on the side I’d write my own but then discard em out
Lyrics from best shit ever turned into worst shit
For years that was my motivation to get this perfect
High school came, year 7 I was a lonely cunt
Sitting on my locker by myself but I was only young
Looking back it was more a choice, kinda faking bruh
Fishing for sympathy instead of bеing brave enough to make a friеnd
Became toxic and turned negative
Black balled myself and killed relationships with friends I miss
Could never get it back but now I know better
Meanwhile, rap was my secret till that switched up in November-
-2017 I would show it to some people
My bars were trash but still they called it lethal
Confidence boost, now I’m recording
Showed one of my tracks to my one of my brothers and it sent him up in orbit
Brother went on to link with his friend who’s recording
He gave me a shot, but my verse was the opposite of awesome
But at time we thought I torched it
Let me borrow the mic and to this day I still got it that’s why I’m fuckin' balling
A couple years go by, I’m turning astounding
Messed around with a couple girls but we don’t talk about em
On three suspensions so I’m on thin ice
Got my frustrations out writing then rocking the mic
But then my heart turned funny, but I acted alright
Til one night my heart was beating irregular, holding onto life
Got medication that I took every day
Stopping me from eating, I wished the fucking pain would go away
At a mate’s party, met this kid named Callan
Then I met his friend Chronic and turns they’re both rapping
Was hanging out Nap$ then I showed him a track and he was spazzing
Over ecstatic, we set a date to make a track but um
Well, got told I’m having a procedure
April 14th, it was exactly in a week
And uh, chance of dying is there and I was thinking
Cause this could be the end of me, was hoping I was tweaking
Made the revelation I’d be a different man
Be what I never had to others, made a couple plans
Spent the next couple days with the friends I had accumulated
Told em the news, we were crying and it’s true I was shaken
Procedure day, I told my family I love em
Then a couple hours later I’m at the hospital bugging
Fresh sixteen going under anaesthetics
As they stuck the wire in my groin to zap my heart, I’m drowsy headed
Saw my dead grandparents and I cried on them
Told me some things and I really just thought I died with them
But then I woke up with an oxygen mask
And when I came to I thought "Thank God I didn’t pass"
Got home then got a certain beat right
Then the next day we made FBY
Started OxyMorons, it was dream-like
One year now, felt like such a brief time
I’m only human but I’m tryna be better
Got attachment issues but it’s better to love than never
Tryna make cheddar so I get my fam set up
When I do what I gotta do, don’t care bout where I end up
And I can’t live becoming a slave
Word to Nap$, still tryna have the dumbest of days
Scared to face my problems, still tucking away
But deep down yeah I know
[Refrain: The Pharcyde Sample]
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
[Outro]
Can't keep, runnin' away
Even though I'm still tucking away
Can't keep, runnin' away
Even though I'm still tucking away
Can't keep, runnin' away
Even though I'm still tucking away
Can't keep, runnin' away
Can't keep, runnin' away-ay-ay-ay
Yeah
