Old Ways/Run Away
Lyrics
I got so called friends
That be Tryna throw subs on the Gram on dif ends man
I got so called real artist who used My money never collab on my Ends oh man
I got so called family members That wanna judge me but just Be hiding behind the fence oh man
You got me to my old ways ways
Yeah you got me to my old ways
Old ways
I'm Sorry God
But I couldn't hold this one in
I'm tired of being humble and ppl stepping on my toes from my defense
I can't agree with your views but understand your pain
But everytime ya see the boy happy
Ya rain on my parade
Wtf, what is up
Too many ppl showing deaths
Counting up like rally numbers
Speaking up, but I don't see no action moves, unless it benefits, You
I'll admit I have my own demons N flaws
Like pac said one of the realest niggas that you ever saw
Nope, cause I know ill fuck up More and ill fall
I'm tryna heal but my bloods Wounds Be leaking through it all
Yeah
So if I offended
You
I'm only human w.o the trend
I don't agree on what everyone Says
Like the 1st amendment
Freedom of speech
Call me an x men
An outcast, I always been
I got so called friends
That be Tryna throw subs on the Gram on dif ends man
I got so called real artist who used My money never collab on my Ends oh man
I got so called family members That wanna judge me but just Be hiding behind the fence oh man
You got me to my old ways ways
Yeah you got me to my old ways
Old ways
I remember when everyone's was a artist
Now in days everybodys a politic
Social media got us drugged up in the system
The new heroin is called Fear
Anxiety mix with the tear
Shit is so weird
Cause If I don't agree with you
I might get killed
So if I stay silent
You found the answer here
I just wanna live my life
I don't wanna seem selfish
Or seem self loathing
But I know I don't have that power
Cause we all know dead Presidents
Is all power
How ironic ppl want the president dead
Is that really power?
I just wanna know
I got so called friends
That be Tryna throw subs on the Gram but I still love em to the end
Man
I got so called real artist who used My money but I still love em to
The end
I got so called family members That wanna judge me but I be Loving them to the end man
You brought me to my old ways
But I'm running from my old ways
I just wanna run way
I just wanna go back to my old Ways
But I'm running from my old ways
Yeah I don't wanna live
This way
Man I got so called
Yeah this guy so called
I'm running from my old
I'm just running from my old
I just wanna
I got so called friends
That be Tryna throw subs on the Gram on dif ends man
I got so called real artist who used My money never collab on my Ends oh man
I got so called family members That wanna judge me but just Be hiding behind the fence oh man
You got me to my old ways ways
Yeah you got me to my old ways
Old ways
I'm Sorry God
But I couldn't hold this one in
I'm tired of being humble and ppl stepping on my toes from my defense
I can't agree with your views but understand your pain
But everytime ya see the boy happy
Ya rain on my parade
Wtf, what is up
Too many ppl showing deaths
Counting up like rally numbers
Speaking up, but I don't see no action moves, unless it benefits, You
I'll admit I have my own demons N flaws
Like pac said one of the realest niggas that you ever saw
Nope, cause I know ill fuck up More and ill fall
I'm tryna heal but my bloods Wounds Be leaking through it all
Yeah
So if I offended
You
I'm only human w.o the trend
I don't agree on what everyone Says
Like the 1st amendment
Freedom of speech
Call me an x men
An outcast, I always been
I got so called friends
That be Tryna throw subs on the Gram on dif ends man
I got so called real artist who used My money never collab on my Ends oh man
I got so called family members That wanna judge me but just Be hiding behind the fence oh man
You got me to my old ways ways
Yeah you got me to my old ways
Old ways
I remember when everyone's was a artist
Now in days everybodys a politic
Social media got us drugged up in the system
The new heroin is called Fear
Anxiety mix with the tear
Shit is so weird
Cause If I don't agree with you
I might get killed
So if I stay silent
You found the answer here
I just wanna live my life
I don't wanna seem selfish
Or seem self loathing
But I know I don't have that power
Cause we all know dead Presidents
Is all power
How ironic ppl want the president dead
Is that really power?
I just wanna know
I got so called friends
That be Tryna throw subs on the Gram but I still love em to the end
Man
I got so called real artist who used My money but I still love em to
The end
I got so called family members That wanna judge me but I be Loving them to the end man
You brought me to my old ways
But I'm running from my old ways
I just wanna run way
I just wanna go back to my old Ways
But I'm running from my old ways
Yeah I don't wanna live
This way
Man I got so called
Yeah this guy so called
I'm running from my old
I'm just running from my old
I just wanna
Writer(s): Alan Deleon, Alan Deleonn
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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