51$werve - Getaway

Stuck in this mental state
Where it's like
I just can't get away
Lord please help me get away
Lord please help me get away

And I hate to sound like I'm complaining
But goddamn it it's always raining
Pent up emotions is dangerous
So fuck it let me explain it
Every morning when I'm waking
First thing I'm thinking is why
And that's no way to live
Always wanting to die
Staring my son in the eyes
And I can't help but smile
At the same time I cry
Cuz in the back of my mind
I know that should be enough
That should be e fucking nough
Man you always fuck this up
That's what I tell myself
Was moving forward but then I failed myself
Chasing a better me I still trail myself
I'm in hell need help
But too proud to admit it
Weed loud when I hit it
Help me drown out the sound of the critics
And just get away
Got drive like a getaway
So much that I could give away
What's the fucking point
Won't go the right way anyway
What's the fucking point
Won't go the right way anyway

Lord please help me get away
Lord please help me get away
I think about everyday
Somewhere I could medicate
I need it
I need it

And I know that you busy
But could you
Could you level with me
Is my pops there
And if he isn't where is
The suspense gon kill me
Tension fill my veins
Until I'm not even the real me
I'm upset about it really
But this world kinda cold
When you lonely it get chilly
Drugs till I'm silly
Numb away the feeling
Blocking people out so they don't worry bout the healing
Tell myself that I'll improve
Like it's all up to you
What the fuck you waiting for
You ain't got shit to lose
Life's a catch 22
Especially for you
Born at the bottom
Where you scared of falling to
Out here acting like a bitch
Life get hard you throwing fits
You a killer got pushed to your limits
And you point it at yourself
That shit don't make no fucking sense
And you probably would've squeezed
If your mom ain't need the rent
Shit got me sick
Blowing on a spliff
Not numb enough so I'm reaching for sip
Hater reaching
He a simp
Reaching for a hit
And I'm swinging for the fence
Knew the pills was too much
When I was reaching for a fifth
Pay attention catch a glimpse
You can see that this a gift
Beat dead Issa rip
Only time I feel alive
So I won't stop till I die
Deal with the devil
I could never tell a lie
But the gift come from god
You can see it in his eye
You can see it when he smile
Had to give away to get away
Was living in denial
Blood sweat and tears
I could probably fill the Nile
I could probably fill the Nile
Enough blood sweat & tears
I could probably fill the Nile

Lord please help me get away
Lord please help me get away
I thinking about it everyday
Somewhere I could medicate

Written by:
Brass Nuckolls

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