Letters

Get away, get away, get away
I pray to God cause I’m afraid to die
And never been afraid
And baby if I die today
It’d probably make me more a man
I tell ‘em get away, get away, get away
Cause baby if I die today
It’d probably make me more a man

Yeah uh
I like to see it through my mind’s eye
I couldn’t view it from the
Thoughts of a like mind
I like mine and likewise
Every atom or Adam and
Eve that breathe matter
Chatter I seen most definitely like Yasiin
Long, dark roads we travel
Higher than high speed
Cut off them high beams baby I got weed
I ain’t gon’ kill us cause we in Heaven
Don’t look up, close your eyes when you jump
Use your mind when you flyin’
Dodgin’ ducks and duck

If you stay then you choose Fate
I don’t want you to try
Cause I don’t want you to die
Like me, like me like me, like me, like me
Like me, like me like me, like me, like me
Like me, like me, like me no, no, no, no

So get away, get away, get away
I pray to God cause I’m afraid to die
And never been afraid
And baby if I die today
It’d probably make me more a man
I tell ‘em get away, get away, get away
Cause baby if I die today
It’d probably make me more a man

Good God, there are Angels flyin’ over head
But there are demons in my bed
And all of us will run out of time
But they say everything
Everything will expire

So get away, get away, get away
I pray to God cause I’m afraid to die
And never been afraid
And baby if I die today
It’d probably make me more a man
I tell ‘em get away, get away, get away
Cause baby if I die today
It’d probably make me more a man

Right i made a valid life
Bet I won’t live this shit yeah she a bitch
But her cousin have you in a ditch
Six feet deep, when I came on a bih
Couple past-due bills
Check ain’t come in for a week
Would love to call my parents
But I’m on my own feet
And they run into them dollars
Even when the road steep look at me
Complainin’ ‘bout shit that ain’t my problem
Half of them new mistakes came from
Strangers that I brought in
Be cautious of the weeds that
You keep inside your garden
Cause the moment that you bloom
They gon’ block your shine with darkness
Shots that they took left a stain
But it’s burned a n rug
And I’m vacuuming the carpet i’m off it
Damn, I guess I flow the
Way off from the topic
Too hot for my enemies
But too low to be heavenly
I hope the Lord forgivin’ me
I seen a different life through these lines
I guess I blame it on the times, yeah

So get away, get away, get away
I pray to God cause I’m afraid to die
And never been afraid
And baby if I die today
It’d probably make me more a man
I tell ‘em get away, get away, get away
Cause baby if I die today
It’d probably make me more a man