NSNE:
I find peace in the road

Tryna run away
No longer satisfied with the life I'm living today
I need to change my ways
Nothing left to say
I just can't wrap my head around
This town
I need a change of pace
I'm running away

I been workin’
On beats on fleek on my words spit heat
That's perfect
Skip school all week get drunk repeat
But it's worth it
See me gold teeth on BET
Quit lurkin
I know da haters here but they just tryna leech
On the way up
Top floor
Gotta pay up
10 more
Know we stay up
Ten Whores
So wake up
No one knows what a life like this could do to a man till they're on the treadmill running fast as they can, damn
Ain't mean no disrespect but it's time to move on cause I'm up next
Girls act like they love you but they really don't
Friends'll say they be there but they really won't
People all around us fake and they can't wait to seal our fate and take our place
Use us like a stepping stone
I ain't average so I'm cruising on another level
Unleash the devil when I mix the bass under the treble
Not a rebel I just need to get away
Cause if I give up
I'll be just a cliché

Tryna run away
No longer satisfied with the life I'm living today
I need to change my ways
Nothing left to say
I just can't wrap my head around
This town
I need a change of pace
I'm running away

I been walking again
Not Pokemon Going anywhere
But the terrors in my head keep talking again
Know I can't help talking with them
Life of monsters or men
Say the system is corrupt everyone's giving up
Call to fight or the world gonna end
Build walls put ourselves in a pen
What then
Leave the killing to police cause they do it well
Take the job too far send us all to hell
Take a black man’s life while he's screaming help
Get home see the roots prostitute themselves
All about the wealth
Really nothing else
The PD set the quota on a high shelf
What to expect when say all y'all matter
But blue lives have white lies
To hide from disaster
There's blood in the streets
See blood on repeat
Put blood on the beat
Just trying to eat
Now who is the filth
Cause I'm just as bad if I profit from guilt
So next is the fear
They be tryna make me chose but the choice isn't clear
Both cultivate fear
From Islam to borders indictment this year
The Bern disappeared
We the leaders of our own social justice
We the seeders and the slaves no muskets
We the closest to the edge don't shove us
We the product of a state that don't love us
I'm high as the stakes
I'm the black bill gates
Fuck Windows 95 tryna stop drive bys
By police or my niggas we all need to stay alive