Running from a place inside of you
Take another one to hide from you
Don't like the train of thoughts when you come down
Running from a place inside of you
16 On his way to being a fiend
But honestly at the time it was something we couldn't dream
We was copin up tree
Posted tryna get high
Beefing with some lil n**as man
We was tryna survive
Then my homie caught a case
Luckily ducked the time
The judge gave hime housey (house arrest) for 365
My niggas almost died
Stop taking care of himself
We was always there
Us plus his mama nobody else
As soon as he got off his mom just f**king died
My n**a found out, threw up and started to cry
Insurance came through and they presented the check
How the f**k is that suppose to help him cope with her death
Whats next?
Running from a place inside of you
Take another one to hide from you
Don't like the train of thoughts when you come down
Running from a place inside of you
Tryna stay distracted my homie turned up the juggs
Copin pounds of the smoke
But he smoked up more then he jugged
We tried to get through
But in his sorrow his was lost
None of us knew what it was like to live without our moms
I focused on school and sports and lost connection
My homie keep f**king on different girls no protection
Some girls burnt him up
And he burnt girls too
I got accepted down Atlanta to college I had to move
A couple years later Moose hit me up with the scoop
Some info on our mans and it couldn't be true
Our ni**a Black busted a snap and what'll ya know
It was our boy across town shooting brown sniffing blow
Oh no!
Running from a place inside of you
Take another one to hide from you
Don't like the train of thoughts when you come down
Running from a place inside of you
One thing I learned in my 27 years
Never let your guilt and your fear run your mind
Your actions, and your heart. It's time to cleanse n**a
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Running from a place inside of you
Take another one to hide from you
Don't like the train of thoughts when you come down
Running from a place inside of you
16 On his way to being a fiend
But honestly at the time it was something we couldn't dream
We was copin up tree
Posted tryna get high
Beefing with some lil n**as man
We was tryna survive
Then my homie caught a case
Luckily ducked the time
The judge gave hime housey (house arrest) for 365
My niggas almost died
Stop taking care of himself
We was always there
Us plus his mama nobody else
As soon as he got off his mom just f**king died
My n**a found out, threw up and started to cry
Insurance came through and they presented the check
How the f**k is that suppose to help him cope with her death
Whats next?
Running from a place inside of you
Take another one to hide from you
Don't like the train of thoughts when you come down
Running from a place inside of you
Tryna stay distracted my homie turned up the juggs
Copin pounds of the smoke
But he smoked up more then he jugged
We tried to get through
But in his sorrow his was lost
None of us knew what it was like to live without our moms
I focused on school and sports and lost connection
My homie keep f**king on different girls no protection
Some girls burnt him up
And he burnt girls too
I got accepted down Atlanta to college I had to move
A couple years later Moose hit me up with the scoop
Some info on our mans and it couldn't be true
Our ni**a Black busted a snap and what'll ya know
It was our boy across town shooting brown sniffing blow
Oh no!
Running from a place inside of you
Take another one to hide from you
Don't like the train of thoughts when you come down
Running from a place inside of you
One thing I learned in my 27 years
Never let your guilt and your fear run your mind
Your actions, and your heart. It's time to cleanse n**a
Take another one to hide from you
Don't like the train of thoughts when you come down
Running from a place inside of you
16 On his way to being a fiend
But honestly at the time it was something we couldn't dream
We was copin up tree
Posted tryna get high
Beefing with some lil n**as man
We was tryna survive
Then my homie caught a case
Luckily ducked the time
The judge gave hime housey (house arrest) for 365
My niggas almost died
Stop taking care of himself
We was always there
Us plus his mama nobody else
As soon as he got off his mom just f**king died
My n**a found out, threw up and started to cry
Insurance came through and they presented the check
How the f**k is that suppose to help him cope with her death
Whats next?
Running from a place inside of you
Take another one to hide from you
Don't like the train of thoughts when you come down
Running from a place inside of you
Tryna stay distracted my homie turned up the juggs
Copin pounds of the smoke
But he smoked up more then he jugged
We tried to get through
But in his sorrow his was lost
None of us knew what it was like to live without our moms
I focused on school and sports and lost connection
My homie keep f**king on different girls no protection
Some girls burnt him up
And he burnt girls too
I got accepted down Atlanta to college I had to move
A couple years later Moose hit me up with the scoop
Some info on our mans and it couldn't be true
Our ni**a Black busted a snap and what'll ya know
It was our boy across town shooting brown sniffing blow
Oh no!
Running from a place inside of you
Take another one to hide from you
Don't like the train of thoughts when you come down
Running from a place inside of you
One thing I learned in my 27 years
Never let your guilt and your fear run your mind
Your actions, and your heart. It's time to cleanse n**a
Writer: Bilal Abbey
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