You can′t run away when you ain't got no place to go

They say they want the real but this ain′t really what they won't

Get on these to songs express my feelings then back in shell I goAnd I can't lie when my Bestfriend got killed ain′t no which way to go

I then been broke (preach)

Pulled over by police

Court side from the nosebleeds

Everyday somebody od off pills or off codeine

Just finish talking to my og

And he told me when times get hard don′t quit

Just keep going

I was running wild at sixteen

Thank god that them bullets miss me

Use to sit in church and not pay attention until my potna got put six feet

Death come in threes lost two friends twenty fourteen

Had me wondering if I was number three

If you love me then pray for me

Protect me from the jealousy

God if you hear me

Guide me through these streets when you poverty living it's not that easy

I′m one of god's children so I know he won′t leave

My city on my back I can't give up they need me

I don′t want to go to jail cause they gone treat us like slaves

And I don't want to die but god knows I'm not Afraid

And I don′t know how much more of this I can take

Sometimes I want to pack my bags and just run away

I just want to run away run away run away yeah

I just want to run away

Run away

Run away

Run away

I can′t run away cuz people dying everyday

I got the strength to lead the way

Get on my knees at night and pray

Tried to knock me down like Cassius Clay

The Devil busy fa real

I put my faith in God still, i don't be packing no steel

But we know one thing bout the drama, it don′t stop cuz you paid

Free Fredo Bang, my brudda house got tore up in a raid

We raising purpose driven men of God, we far from some slaves

And we all gon work

And we all gon win

Cuz we all invest what we made

So many stories from the 5 to the 0 to the 4

To the 2 to the 2 to the 5

So many of my friends that done died

Mamas cried, genocide, to survive, gotta

Use yo mind

And this is for my Youngboys

Caught up in the slums boy

All it take is love boy

Keep yo head up boy

Play this for the thugs in the clubs

Or the ones that's on drugs

You a King, never budge

When it′s hard, don't give up

I don′t want to go to jail cause they gone treat us like slaves

And I don't want to die but god knows I'm not Afraid

And I don′t know how much more of this I can take

Sometimes I want to pack my bags and just run away

I just want to run away run away run away yeah

I just want to run away

Run away

Run away

Run away