Marathons (feat. Jennifer Williams)

Yeah, yeah, check

All I wanna be is free as the wind when it blows

Out from these demons, prayin' that they leave me alone

I need my peace, man, it's life that I live like a road

It's hard as cement and in the night, it gets cold

Not enough linen, then come winter time

And not enough food up in the cupboard when it's dinner time

But know a couple friends of mine goin' through the same shit

Who hustle hard and give a fuck 'bout who you came with

We speak the same language, they all understand me

This ain't on some gang shit, all my people fear me

If I stood against your biggest dude, they'd come and stand with me

So they'll be with me when I put a hundred grand in the bank

But we had enough of this, lame day job pays sucker-shit

We want them riches, if you disagree, then listen clear

We made our wishes when we started, just a couple kids

And now I bet you know just who you fuckin' with, but still, I been

On the run, yeah, I'm on the run

Bud in my lung, just to keep me numb

Been in the slum for so many months

Picking up drugs from another plug

And if coppers come

I'm on the run, yeah, I'm on the run

I'm on the edge and I'm finna jump

We want a lot, but a lot ain't much

When everything you got to give is just not enough

So we on the run until we reachin' our peak

Stayin' up all night, listenin' to beats and leave that sleep for the weak

Can't show no feelings, so I keep it discrete

But I been out here pitchin' in my piece just so the family can eat

Understandin' me, G? We don't listen when them amateurs speak

My people been cursed since Adam and Eve, but here I be

Rappin', tryna get to the Gs

'Cause cash rules every single livin' thing that breathes

But there's blood on the leaves and on the bark of my tree

Time heals, still I wonder, will I ever be free?

I pray that my lost ones livin' up in Heaven at peace

Though I wish they were together with me

Guess I'll just let it be, if God said, "That's what it is"

But why they have to leave before the cash in the cribs?

'Cause all I ever wanted was to share my dream with you

Then when you died, I felt like packin' up and leavin' wit' you

Now I got issues

On the run, yeah, I'm on the run

Bud in my lung, just to keep me numb

Been in the slum for so many months

Picking up drugs from another plug

And if coppers come

I'm on the run, yeah, I'm on the run

I'm on the edge and I'm finna jump

We want a lot, but a lot ain't much

When everything you got to give is just not enough

(On the run, yeah, I'm on the run)

(Bud in my lung, just to keep me numb)

(Been in the slum for so many months)

(Picking up drugs from another plug)

(And if coppers come)

(I'm on the run, yeah, I'm on the run)

(I'm on the edge and I'm finna jump)

(We want a lot, but a lot ain't much)

(When everything you got to give is just not enough)