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Jarl Far

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I just need to get away
Hoping that I get away
Praying that I get away
I'm just trying to get away
From all of it, trauma built up, issues to fix
Couldn't find a steady job, so a nigga had to rob
Shootouts from the car, got me on a power trip
Now I'm too involved with the killers and the pimps
Hoping I evolve to a scholar with some sense
To make it out the streets, of Ridgecrest
Find peace and less stress before I catch a bullet to my neck
T.T. told me she had a dream, a nigga killed me, said she needed me to flee
So I caught the first thing smoking, that was my cue
But before I leave the hood gotta pay my dues
Gotta lay down rules
Gotta let these dudes know that I'm that nigga
And I will not snooze
Til my whole fucking block gaining all the tools
To get rich, like pushing bricks off the avenue just to get away
Permanent vacay, staying out the way
Never need a spotlight, f*ck a center stage
How I live my life, you can't intervene
This is why I fight, not to entertain
You can't stop my flight, breaking every chain
Blind rage might spike from my inner veins
I'm grinding till the grave, or the day that I get away
I've been on to bigger things
I've been known to imitate
Every form that made me great
Every source of energy
Every ounce of Mary Jane helps a nigga elevate
Warp, retreat, repeat, then I get away
From all of it, I'm often pissed
Cause niggas play awful tricks
Yeah, I heard your little shot, such a thoughtful diss
Why you mad real world?
Cause I popped your bitch?
Pussy had a little swirl left my third leg drench
And now she got a good referral, and I'm back in the mix
To get paid in full, bossing up like Mitch
While your booth is just a stool, where I take my shits
I ain't wasting my time, bitch, I'm on to the next one
The new Hov, when I drop, it's a Press Run
With new stoves cooked a batch of my best one
Got new goals, more cash, for my veterans
You little hoes couldn't f*ck with my weak shit
Don't ask me, just listen how I grieve
Get another day homie every time I breathe
So I'm looking to the sky, dropping to my knees
And pray to God that I make it out
When I'm shooting for the stars, I'ma air it out
Strolling down the boulevard, looking for a route
That'll add more growth to my bank account
Check the amount
I'm more for spreading it out than trying to break it down
Want to make enough to live safe and sound
Buy my mama a house, never live in the drought
Unless we're talking rainfalls on a beach down south
Just to get away
Permanent vacay, staying out the way
Never needed spotlight f*ck a center stage
How I live my life you can't intervene
This is why I fight, not to entertain
You can't stop my flight, breaking every chain
Blind rage might spike from my inner veins
I'm grinding till the grave, or the day that I get away
I've been on the bigger things
I've been known the imitate
Every form that made me great
Every source of energy
Every ounce of Mary Jane
Helps a nigga elevate
Warp, retreat, repeat then I get away
I just need to get away
Hoping that I get away
Praying that I get away
I'm just trying to get away
Yeah, I'm gone for a little minute, but uh
I'll be back around Thanksgiving, you know what I'm talking about
Just make sure you save a plate for me
Aight

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