[Verse 1]
Sometimes I wanna run away like a slave chasin' the North Star
But ain't no way for me to heal from these war scars
We just ghetto stars, ridin' in Porsche cars
They got me misunderstood; regardless, I'm livin' good
Lost a friend not too long ago, I'm still hurtin'
What hurts the most, his kids not havin' a dad
I cock the toast, I'm paranoid, I'm feelin' it bad
I'm hearin' voices, still haunted by my past choices
W-T-F? I don't take no BS
PS: Say you livin' large? We livin' 3-X
Power's not held without respect, I chop necks
Howlin' at the moon, don't take it out of context
I'm problematic, the dragon with the treasure in the mountain
Rich Black thoughts, I get counsеling from an accountant
I'm a cannon, it's a army that I'm commandin'
Kickin' up dust, I put my faith in the best of plannin'
I played my cards and thе odds got beat, uh
They claimin' that they real; yeah, real weak
You should learn to listen, let the wise ones speak
I could drop the deck and you'll be dead off ill speech
Make no mistake, I come in peace, but I could leave in hate
My real estate, stocks risin' at excelled rates
I ain't one of these rappers that's mad fake
I'm real deal as Holyfield, I don't sell bait
Sometimes I wanna run away like a slave chasin' the North Star
But ain't no way for me to heal from these war scars
We just ghetto stars, ridin' in Porsche cars
They got me misunderstood; regardless, I'm livin' good
Lost a friend not too long ago, I'm still hurtin'
What hurts the most, his kids not havin' a dad
I cock the toast, I'm paranoid, I'm feelin' it bad
I'm hearin' voices, still haunted by my past choices
W-T-F? I don't take no BS
PS: Say you livin' large? We livin' 3-X
Power's not held without respect, I chop necks
Howlin' at the moon, don't take it out of context
I'm problematic, the dragon with the treasure in the mountain
Rich Black thoughts, I get counsеling from an accountant
I'm a cannon, it's a army that I'm commandin'
Kickin' up dust, I put my faith in the best of plannin'
I played my cards and thе odds got beat, uh
They claimin' that they real; yeah, real weak
You should learn to listen, let the wise ones speak
I could drop the deck and you'll be dead off ill speech
Make no mistake, I come in peace, but I could leave in hate
My real estate, stocks risin' at excelled rates
I ain't one of these rappers that's mad fake
I'm real deal as Holyfield, I don't sell bait
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