Running Away

Body made out of gold
Mind be made out of gold
Tool be made out of gold
Sika made out of gold
Work be out of control
Trap game out of control
Bitch ass Nigga don’t roll
AK knocking at the door
Running up (x4) fucking up bands for the booth
Fuck it up (x4) fuck it i spazz on the booth
Axe on the door like Kubrick
Colors on the voice like Rubix
Sat down but i never calmed down (a) nigga don’t when i Rick Rubin
It’s on&on&on&on&on (x4)
My life be in Quintana Finding a persona
But i never fumble
But i never found my no now
Searching for my way up
I can’t find my way up
I can’t find myself inside of my health but i can’t never ride