[Hook: Rittz]
I want to run away
'Cause I know there's gotta be a better place
Sometimes I really want to run away
But the more I try the more I can't escape
'Cause there ain't nowhere to run
Instead I'm drunk
Praying to the Lord, saying, "Here I come"
Sitting on my bed with a loaded gun
Pointed at my head
And then my girlfriend screams "Put the gun away"
I told her love just saved the day
Let's pack our stuff and run away
From all this bullshit
[Verse 1: Rittz]
Man I hate my life, my job, I feel like my days is awful
Working nine to five, but give her five to eleven
Limping in my front door looking tired and sweating
Last thing I feel like doing's going and writing a record
My fuckin' socks are soaking wet, my girl gotta go to bed
These opposite schedules getting harder to manage
Working in a kitchen with a bunch of Mexicans
And I swear these motherfuckers talk about me in Spanish
My only plan was to make it rapping
After so long you start thinking if this shit was meant to be it'd happen
If it wasn't for my homie Yelawolf believin' in me
I'd probably still be feeling like my dream was shattered
'Cause my team is scattered, but now I got a second chance
And it's time to get the fire back
At a young age, I done developed so many bad habits
I feel like I'mma have to snort a line to even try to write a rap
On top of that I can't afford the power bill
Rappin' ain't payin'; makin' nine dollars an hour still
Can't afford to have a kid, can't afford to put my girl on the pill
Plus I hate the way a condom feel
How's your family feel 'bout your music
Back when I was young they said that it was dumb and never gave a shit
I be smilin' now, when they tell me they proud
But then the climate turn around and say some racist shit
So it's strainin' my relationship
I told my girl I need her; I'd never leave her if I made it big
One day I want to marry you and raise a kid
Gone all night long but I ain't chasin' chicks
I'm trying to write but always feeling like I can't commit
Can't come with, the shit I want to say and vent
Instead, I'm steadily drowning, am I wastin' it?
Sometimes I wish I could escape from this
[Hook: Rittz]
I want to run away
'Cause I know there's gotta be a better place
Sometimes I really want to run away
But the more I try the more I can't escape
'Cause there ain't nowhere to run
Instead I'm drunk
Praying to the Lord, saying, "Here I come"
Sitting on my bed with a loaded gun
Pointed at my head
And then my girlfriend screams "Put the gun away"
I told her love just saved the day
Let's pack our stuff and run away
From all this bullshit
[Verse 2: Rittz]
I just missed another show 'cause I gotta work
If I try to request any more days off
Then my boss gon' fire me
He said he's tired of me tryin' him
I wanna tell him to go fuck himself
But I know ain't nobody hirin'
Besides I'm twenty-nine, my future's on the line
And my girlfriend rely on me, to try to iron these
Problems we created down entirely
A year ago, this time, we was in a bind, in a dire need
To find a place to live, we was 'bout to lose the crib
Had to get a job, that's exactly what I did
All for me is set and now this rapper shit is dead
Last Christmas, we ain't have the cash to get a gift
For each other, man, I'm sick of the struggle
Doing drugs made it easy to accept
That I settled getting used to, having nada
My doctor said I got a bleedin' ulcer in my tummy
But I still continue to shoot
Rot gut liquor in my stomach, trying to numb it
Can't afford Crown, so I'm sippin' on McCormicks
Tryna write a rap, but I can't think of a chorus
I bet I snort some meth I think some men are menopausal
And Wolf said "Record execs checkin' for us
So you better step it up, they're scanning the performance"
Snap back in the music industry
I'm missing leads, sick of kissing ass
Man I question my endurance
So I pour another shot, tryna calm me some
Alcohol really can't resolve it none
Still pissed off, thinking everyone is dumb
'Cause I don't give a fuck what team LeBron is on
Whoever follows on, Twitter the comments on
My Facebook wall tellin' y'all what all I'm doin'
I'm a ray of sunshine, yeah, ball of fun
But they can look up and I'll be gone
[Hook: Rittz]
I want to run away
'Cause I know there's gotta be a better place
Sometimes I really want to run away
But the more I try the more I can't escape
'Cause there ain't nowhere to run
Instead I'm drunk
Praying to the Lord, saying, "Here I come"
Sitting on my bed with a loaded gun
Pointed at my head
And then my girlfriend screams "Put the gun away"
I told her love just saved the day
Let's pack our stuff and run away
From all this bullshit
Nowhere to Run was produced by DJ Burn One.
Rittz released Nowhere to Run on Sat Jan 01 2011.