Finding Balance Intro

[Verse 1: Joe Scott]
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 want
Get on these songs express my feelings then back in my shell I go
And I can't lie when my Bestfriend got killed ain't no which way to go
I done been broke (preach), Pulled over by police
Courtside from the nosebleeds
Every day somebody O.D off pills or off codeine
Just finish talking to my O.G
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 go to church, not pay attention until my potna' got put six feet
Death come in threes, lost two friends 2014
Had me wondering if I was number three
If you love me then pray for me
Protect me from jealousy

[Pre-Chorus: Joe Scott]
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

[Chorus: Laydee V]
I don't want to go to jail cause they gon' 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
Runaway
Runaway
Runaway

[Verse 2: Dee-1]
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 Young boys
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

[Chorus: Laydee V]
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
Runaway
Runaway
Runaway