Running To The Sky

When I see you I see you man
When you got I t you got I t
You know what I'm saying?
Yah
Arose from the ash with the passion
One shot so I'm blasting do away with the fastin
It's time to eat run till I lose feet
I'm a make it for the nights of lost sleep
Never a problem I'm steady mobbin
I'm hella good hit me if you need the job done
Y'all thinking I'm the latest and the greatest
Version of a heaven's dream gunning with a head of steam
Jersey in the rafters I'm after my grime all time
I been on my wave you *****s been buying your time
I ain't worked this hard to be the same OG
You blame on me you *****s need to blame OG's
And never died mother****ers want the same old smoke
I'm never in here or don't fix i if the game ain't broke
Green did so much dirt I can stain your soap
Ups and downs I been around but I remain your ****
It's green
Running from this crazy place I need somewhere to hide
Think I know them but sweet taste of freedom on my mind
Wondering where I should go I don't know, do I even try
I just keep my hands high and I run into the sky
Listen I been thinking I been reminiscing about some different ****
Member gunslingers and real killers never through us we was just for kids
Now we're older, one is wiser
Is it true you been running with the same clique?
Just some gunslingers and real killers but you realer and they ain't ****
I see better in the mornin'
I can see danger in the daylight
It's all around me I'm climbing
I'm trying to get up above it all today and just stay out the way
Running from this crazy place I need somewhere to hide
Think I know them but sweet taste of freedom on my mind
Wondering where I should go I don't know, do I even try
I just keep my hands high and I run into the sky
Bag man I'm a trip homie I'm fallin'
Baggie jeans, burner phone, it's ma callin'
Bags under my eye*****, I'm ballin'
Bagage up in the backseat, I'm all-in
Tall thin, wall-eyed, see it coming
Don't speak, it's no doubt, that low humming
You hearing cause i ain't grounded
Birds fly south I'm stretching out ***** my third eye
Been blind, three times, crazy ****
Sick a lufic a missile up and a many with it
Many diddity flip the switch and the monster walk
**** and bolts grindin', no covfefe talk
To quoute a white supremacist
It all be funny if that ****boy wasn't president
But such as it is, black bodies learn to fly
It's high knees to wrong high and I'm running to the sky
Oh I keep Runnin' (runnin'), runnin' (runnin') runnin' to the sky
Oh I keep Runnin' (runnin'), runnin' (runnin') runnin' to the sky
Oh I keep Runnin' (runnin'), runnin' (runnin') runnin' to the sky
Oh I keep Runnin' (runnin'), runnin' (runnin') runnin' to the sky