I ran away from the pain, stitched my wounds in the rain
Mama cried at the door, said Iād never be the same
City lights blur fast, I got ghosts in my past
Tried to outrun my fate but that shit always catch
These streets talk in code, and I learned it too young
A Glock in my hoodie, heart beat like a drum
Used to dream of Grammys, now Iām dreaminā of peace
But the war in my mind never offer a cease
Bitches stab with a smile, that betrayal hit deep
I aināt slept in a week, just revenge in my sleep
I got demons that shadow me, they whisper my name
Told 'em āfuck off,ā but they love how Iām playinā this game
Iām a runaway king, crown heavy, still I wear itā
Tired of begginā for love from folks who never cared it
I dip through the alley in Timbs, not for fashion but flex
Got the city on my back like a broke Rolex
No time, no chill, just grind and spazz
Snakes hissinā in the grass, I mow 'em with no pass
Iām that needle in the haystack, sharp with the facts
Talk slick, get popped like bubble wrap in the back
They watchin' like feds, tryna catch the boy slippin'
But I moonwalk past 'em like Iām MJ trippinā
Whole block yellinā āRun it!āāI donāt do slow
I got bars like a cellblock, cookin' that flow
I donāt dance, I just two-step on problems and opps
With a mouth like a Mac-10ātalk and it pops
I been duckinā fate, flippinā pain into gold
This that Runaway chapterāaināt a story ever told
They said Iām too wild, too raw, too blunt for the airwaves
But I grew up spittinā truth in them dark hallways
I aināt made for the label deals, fake-ass praise
Iām made for the nights when your hands still blaze
I was broke in the winter, but my soul stayed rich
Talkin' heavy on a verse, every bar gon' twitch
Yāall chase likesāI chase legacies and enemies
They shoot for TikTok, I aim for memories
This that 'fuck you' flow, iced grill and a mission
Yāall rappinā for fame, I rap like I got a conviction
This the third time I bled on a mic in a week
I donāt rap for the weakāI rap for the freaks
For the kid who ran off, middle finger to the system
Iām the sound of escape, if you real, then youāll miss him
I was born in the mud where the rats wear suits
Had to crawl through the lies just to lace my boots
Every āfriendā was a snake, every hug was a setup
Now my heart stone cold, I donāt even get fed up
Back when I was eatin' crumbs just to save for a dream
Now I spit with a vengeance, cut deep through the seams
Runaway kid, yeah I vanished from the system
Tried to lock me in a box, but my words always twist āem
I aināt your industry puppet, I aināt playinā your game
Iām the glitch in your code, Iām the spark in the flame
Iām the rage in the silence, the gun in the glove
Iām the truth in the shadows, what the media wonāt love
And I aināt lookinā backāI left the past where it bled
Iām a one-man army and Iām two steps ahead
Yāall talk streams, I talk scars and survival
Yāall got gimmicksāI got bars like a rifle
Iāve seen snakes on my lap and a blade in my spine
But I laughed in the face of death every time
Took the long road, with no signs, just rage
Wrote a novel in blood on an unwritten page
I aināt get here by chance, I broke through the lock
With a head full of anger and a heart full of shock
I spit for the broke kids, beat down and dismissed
Who never had shit but a middle finger and a wish
This aināt for the playlist, this for the pit
Where fists fly first and they live for the grit
I was never meant to blendāI was born to offend
A glitch in the matrix you canāt comprehend
Iām the runaway bullet that never got caught
The scream in your dreams when your soul gets bought
Raised on chaos, baptized in the brawl
When the system said jump, I said āfuck yāall.ā
No label, no leash, just venom and ink
I been scribblinā survival while you flex at the brink
Yāall flash for the 'Gram, I flash when itās war
Iām that 4AM howl behind your door
I came from the ashes with a voice that scars
Every bar a weapon, every rhyme got bars
I donāt pray for peace, I was built for collision
With a pen thatās a blade and a head full of vision
This the price of the rage that they bred in the cage
And Iām breakinā the locks on this lyrical stage
This my grand finale, my magnum pain
Yāall rap for the fame, I rap through the rain
I was lost in the silence, but I screamed so loud
Now my voice cracks stone, and Iām breakinā the crowd
This for the bruised, the bent, the unfound
For the kids who ran off when no one stuck around
I donāt need your respect, I just want my breath
And if I gotta take it back with fire, then bet
Iām a blade in the booth, a ghost in the flash
Your lilā chain sparkles, but your soul all trash
I aināt runninā no more, Iām the warpath now
Tattooed pain in my chest, never learned how to bow
Call this the anthem for the ones never seen
The ones who ran off chasinā nothinā but a dream