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The Escape

 

The Escape

(álbum: Blissful Awareness - 2020)


Hey put a dime on my wrist and make it flooded
Put some shine on the kid and say you love me
Aye cut a check, bitch I need some fucking money
Look we ain't kin
We ain't friends
We ain't buddies

Tell them I just wanna float
I just wanna fly
Before the day I die
I wanna free my mind

I might go back to church and get Baptized
Try and cleanse me of all of these sins
I might just roll up 'fore I walk in
Out there hotboxing my Benz
I might just change my info
Find me a nympho
I'm tricking off once again
These niggas playing limbo
It's not a game but I've been the man that I am

I let 'em know
I set the tone
Bitch leave me alone
I'm going home

Nigga yeah we had complications
Niggas made observations
Niggas ran out of patience
Feeling alone and vacant
Blind at the wheel, don't know which way to go
Fuck it, I'ma let the lord take it
My mind like a sword by Hattori Hanzo
I'ma swing it 'til they feel the anguish
Feel the pain, I know it's still remaining
Still the same no matter what they claiming
Still prepared no matter what the game is
Still took the route that you overlooked
Still underrated niggas underbooked
Still trying to see the bright side find something good
Still pretty modest never talk about myself nah
Still at the bottom niggas looking for a way up
Way up

I can't relate
Too many cameras take the phone out your face
These niggas lost, lord they all run in place
False fame
False claims
Poor Taste
What a waste

Lord I just wanna float
I just wanna fly
Before the day I die
I wanna free my mind

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