Yea
For Zane, my future


Hook:

Man I feel like a runaway slave

Cant calm down
Never gon behave
My back to the wind

My spirit in the sky
Im never giving in
Middle finger up high

And even when I die
Dont shed a tear when Im laid
I feel like a runaway slave

I said I feel like a runaway slave
Sometimes I feel like a runaway slave


Listen

Verse 1:


I could die before I get rich never touch a mill
Die before my album drops never sell a mill

Die before I get to see how success feels
Die before any of my dreams are fulfilled
Die before I really start livin out my plans

Die before I see my son grow into a man
Die before my ^!$$%s come home from they bids
Die before I truly learn how to really live

Now it feels like I know death
Gotta watch my own steps


Wonder my ^!$$%z aint around cuz they all left
Pride in the ring contemplating on my own death
Shots fly ^!$$%z tryin to kill my on my doorstep

How they gon remember me? Whatll be my legacy?
How they gon talk about me when they pour that hennessy?
That ^!$$% thug, that ^!$$% was a rider

That ^!$$% was one hell of a survivor
^!$$%z in the pen with no money for bail
Every ^!$$% on the run tryin to stay up outta jail

I could feel ya

Yea I know, hold on and be strong my ^!$$%s


Hook:


Man I feel like a runaway slave
Cant calm down
Never gon behave

My back to the wind
My spirit in the sky
Im never giving in

Middle finger up high
And even when I die
Dont shed a tear when Im laid

I feel like a runaway slave
I said I feel like a runaway slave
Sometimes I feel like a runaway slave


Verse 2:


I could die before I bring happiness to my momma
Die before I make peace with my baby momma
Die before I squash all my bull%#@! drama

Die but dont cry this is death before dishonor
This is my last will and testament
Listen to my testament

Please raise Zane to be a leader and a gentleman
I dont have regrets all the times that I was negligent
Standing in the courtroom fronting like im innocent

Look at how I came up
Duckin undercover men
Friends getting railroaded hung by his government

This is what they made me
Hell is what they gave me
Homies coming home on parole but they aint free
Look at me, look at life, how im supposed to change huh?
Im feelin like a runaway slave ma

Cant calm down I refuse to be tamed
Standing in these 4 walls banging on the cage
^!$$%z on the jail bus handcuffed and chained
When its said and done they gon remember my name
Now mommy in the front row, sittin at my funeral

Everybody cryin, just another death as usual
You feel me?

Hook:


Man I feel like a runaway slave
Cant calm down
Never gon behave
My back to the wind
My spirit in the sky

Im never giving in
Middle finger up high
And even when I die
Dont shed a tear when Im laid
I feel like a runaway slave
I said I feel like a runaway slave

Sometimes I feel like a runaway slave