Текст песни Get Away (feat. Khamia) - 16raheem

I can feel it in my soul
I been going up the levels looking at the totem pole
Only 19 years old but aiming for the real top
I could never wait it been legends getting killed off
Find a skill something i can really build off
If I ain't have that then i would really feel lost
Still feel like a lost cause sometimes
Dropping all my pain it been way more than punchlines
I been writing raps since standing in them lunch lines
Had a nightmare I was running from the one times
Back before the money came for real it was fun times
Way before we got wild freestyle to drum lines
Ain't talking bout the cannon when I'm talking chop wit green slime
Up and down from the green line
Nowadays I'm putting on a smile so I seem fine
Three times that I fell down to my knee, spine
Quick had to reset
Ion wanna relapse
Never give myself a break
Running til my feet cramp
I just wanna face the pain felt like I was made for it
Brain go insane on itself how I wage war
I love your presence why won't you stay more
I been juggling running through all these mazes
Everything that's within me
knowing it won't amaze em
I just wanna be great, fuck being Famous
Had to quit the weed, fuck being brainless
Never can be perfect, fuck being stainless
If I was really made for it I would be an angel
New life outlooks I'm seeing different angles, one

I gotta make a way
Use time on my plate
I gotta go, I gotta show
I gotta fight through the pain

Verse two, pain get dispersed through
Tryna convince myself that ian here to hurt you
Looking at my past self igmoring all the virtues
Told em that I'm better now I just wanna murk you
Used to roll a wood, music I could lurk to
Feel I can't go back now it's past curfew
Looking at this backwood, I'm no longer satisfied
Used to count the numbers up really go and strategize
Normally I break it down pass it then I bag it up
Never took a break asking if i want it bad enough
Used to elevate but now I'm Climbing on the ladder up
Rap until my voice turn hoarse, so I saddle up
This that real pain
Purple sight with Gold haze
Looking for that right life, music turning cold play
Calling way more plays
But they all in different ways
Didn't like how I was living so I had to get away, one

I gotta make a way
Use time on my plate
I gotta go, I gotta show
I gotta fight through the pain
This life gon test your faith
Put you through some change
You gotta go, you gotta show
You gotta make it okay