Mustard and RJmrLA - Get Away

Sometime I need to get away, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Just need a lil' drank, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Sometime I need to get away, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Tell 'em gimme a lil' drank, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
It's the way I'm feeling

That's the way a nigga feel, that's the way I feel
Should I hop up on the jet or should I stay and chill?
I took my girl to Hawaii 'fore I pay the bill
I came out with no lights but I have cable still
I think my body getting immune to these pain pills
It's like I'm never in the mood, it just ain't real
I probably made it out the hood, but couldn't escape jail
Tryna show 'em how i do it, if I say I will
I know so many been influenced by the way I did it
All this pressure I'm enduring, hate, it came with it
I'm still the last one standing off line and on stages
All the shit you holdin' inside is outrageous
Trying to get over my pride, it's overrated
'Cause what I used to want in my mind, it's slowly changing
Gotta get away, but I just came back from vacation
I was on the way, got blinded by my reputation
Find me center stage, but I can't send my location
My surroundings ain't the same, all this privacy invasion
That's the problems got me raging
Locked me back into submission
In this war zone, my uncle battling with his addictions
Sometimes I feel alone in the crowd, I'm conflicted
Them the moments where my family most proud, which I don't get it
Pour a drink or book a ticket

Sometime I need to get away, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Just need a lil' drank, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Sometime I need to get away, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Tell 'em gimme a lil' drank, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
It's the way I'm feeling

Hard times, overdressed in a timely fashion
Soft cries, overstressed, can't disguise your passions
Dead weight on my shoulders, got my legs limber
A black man with more limits than a sex offender
Rolex the picture, Moet nectar sipper
Your chances get slimmer, more bread that they give you
Don't know where half my money went 'cause I'm an extra spender
I just want my kids to have a better Christmas next December
I remember, all I wanted was my neck to shimmer
It got hot, I got right, it went left in winter
Ain't no reward for remaining real
Tired of deflectin' swords, with the same shield
I got to get away

Sometime I need to get away, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Just need a lil' drank, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Sometime I need to get away, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Tell 'em gimme a lil' drank, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
It's the way I'm feeling

Written by:
Dijon McFarlane, Rodney Brown Jr.

Publisher:
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., EMPIRE PUBLISHING

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