Running Away

[Chorus]
Why stay quiet when there's something to say?
Feel it every day like I'm running away
I keep it all in, tryna hold all the pain
Dopamine rush, got control of the brain
Roll another one, tryna smoke it away
But it don't never work, it don't make it okay
I know it gets better, I just hope when I pray
Sometimes I'm like, "Fuck it", wanna throw it away

[Verse 1]
Mama in the kitchen, used to play Garth Brooks
I could still smell all the food she cooked
When Daddy was a teen, used to drive a beer truck
Raised me up tough so I ain't never fear none
Always wanna fight, felt like I had to prove somethin'
Thinkin' 'cause I'm white then I ain't never do nothin'
Talk about struggle but they ain't never been through nothin'
Got myself a pack like, "Now I'm gon' move somethin'"
Still [?] day, got scars on my knuckles
Only motivated how hard I hustle
And I never in my life felt like I fit in
Act like it's okay but I just pretend
I guess deep inside I was feeling rejected
Dealing with the pain and not being accepted
Switched another plan and I changed up the method
Attitude shift 'til you gon' respect it

[Chorus]
Why stay quiet when there's something to say?
Feel it every day like I'm running away
I keep it all in, tryna hold all the pain
Dopamine rush, got control of the brain
Roll another one, tryna smoke it away
But it don't never work, it don't make it okay
I know it gets better, I just hope when I pray
Sometimes I'm like, "Fuck it", wanna throw it away

[Verse 2]
Standin' on the corner, hustle on the block
Spent a lot of time being someone that I'm not
Mom say, "You should join a union like your pops"
Nobody get rich off of punching and a clock
A million-dollar dream built with a team
Talent and ability, I'm feelin' like a king
Then I stood to wonder, "Is it really what it seem?"
Then I start to battle with my own self-esteem
Lost for my cause, lookin' for an escape
Rather take a risk than playin' it safe
I got a lot of friends in the feds in the state
But just one trip could set us all straight
The money never lasts a temporary fix
Only feel fulfilled when I'm on my shit
The women don't need her, she a temporary bitch
Only feel fulfilled when I'm on my grit

[Chorus]
Why stay quiet when there's something to say?
Feel it every day like I'm running away
I keep it all in, tryna hold all the pain
Dopamine rush, got control of the brain
Roll another one, tryna smoke it away
But it don't never work, it don't make it okay
I know it gets better, I just hope when I pray
Sometimes I'm like, "Fuck it", wanna throw it away