Runnin' (feat. Kwest Markz)

Started running to the other siiiidddeeee The grass is greener when it ain't around me Ugh Tried to tell me I could never flllyyyyyy I'm up so high that ain't shit around me Ugh So get your money lil nigga Pockets stay swole Know this hoodie still fit cha Couldn't get far cuz the hood is still witcha Run if you can Know the hood'll still getcha Ugh Started running to the other siiiidddeeee The grass is greener when it ain't around me Ugh Tried to tell me I could never flllyyyyyy I'm up so high that ain't shit around me Ugh So get your money lil nigga Pockets stay swole Know this hoodie still fit cha Couldn't get far cuz the hood is still witcha Run if you can Know the hood'll still getcha Ugh This a tragedy yo You see I couldn't get my masters so I mastered these flows Couldn't work a 9 to 5 so I just had to get dough Can't take no more Go for broke till police tap on my door Lord knows Coke dealers Living life by the trigger In the streets you by yourself, ain't no one fighting for your interests They fighting for your business, They don't care if I don't get rich I'm just another hoodie left bloody so fuck these niggas This is God given music Trust me, I know you went through it You work so hard to get up out but then yo kids do it And now they out pushing packs by the ounce Learned it all from in yo house Feel the beat Fuckin bounce This is God given Hard living Mixed down with hard liquor My nigga, that weight you pushing got your heart skipping And now the nigga from the set done got a gun Said the hoodie you been slanging in's now mine You better fucking run Get em Started running to the other siiiidddeeee The grass is greener when it ain't around me Tried to tell me I could never flllyyyyyy I'm up so high that ain't shit around me Get your money lil nigga Pockets stay swole Know this hoodie still fit cha Couldn't get far cuz the hood is still witcha Run if you can Know the hood'll still getcha Started running to the other siiiidddeeee The grass is greener when it ain't around me Ugh Tried to tell me I could never flllyyyyyy I'm up so high that ain't shit around me Ugh So get your money lil nigga Pockets stay swole Know this hoodie still fit cha Couldn't get far cuz the hood is still witcha Run if you can Know the hood'll still getcha Ugh I been running from my own demons Yep Yea Losing patience boy i gotta blow I been running for my own reasons Yep Got me drinking thinkng nigga but I gotta know I gotta know, in 94 Grand papi died on the couch seeing breathing slow I remember that momma cried sitting on the floor They was looking for my daddy police banging at the door Tell me what you know about the whole setup when you want your own cheddar When you want them bad bitches but your bitch can do you better When you wanna be a king n you got yourself Coretta And she offer you the world what you scared of, Uh, look in the mirror, uh And Tell a nigga what you see right Wanna fly but its better if I never do Then she told me you don't know if you don't never try Yea, That I could fly if I wanted to Was 22, I was in the loop my nigga I was chasing dreams running from myself my nigga I was running from my problems what to do i figured That I run the game better than the PS nigga This is heaven sent, plan on flying higher than I ever been Crabs in the bucket this is Maryland Know that type of thinking in this region is imperative And if you know of it then them niggas try to run yo shyt, why you been