D Smoke - Why Run lyrics

[Pre-Chorus] Caught up in the streets, we don't know where to go Riding in the city, blowing heavy smoke Some never made it out and some get very close Burn a pistol, chase the border, head to Mexico [Chorus] So why run? Life is what you make it, you can't escape it, so why run? (Why run? So why run?) You could go out blazing (Story time), let's just be patient, why run? [Verse 1] Bullets ricochet Shot from stick in restricted space I lost young homie, was only eighteen, it hit his face (Yeah) They said that gun fired accidental A fallen peer was the pеnalty, pray his soul went on to a better placе They called him K Bone, but I knew him as Kevin He used to run with all the eight-Os and a few seven-sevens I used to say, "Stay out the way, bro, I've known you since eleven" You never really liked boxing, now you hotboxing in heaven You threw Pop Rocks in nonstop You would ride that dirt bike with lawnmower motor over to my spot and watch us ride, throw from shoulders Cali far from open carry state, so no open holster We tuck that pistol in waist and tighten that belt like a choker Fighting, that felt like a rush until ego suffered Emotions flew high and tempers made us use that force, it's strong with you, Yoda The fu*k is wrong with you, bro? Your parents got bread and you chose To run with them ni**as that's with that bullsh*t, your rodeo's over Rest in peace [Pre-Chorus] Caught up in the streets, we don't know where to go Riding in the city, blowing heavy smoke Some never made it out and some get very close Burn a pistol, chase the border, head to Mexico [Chorus] So why run? Life is what you make it, you can't escape it, so why run? (Why run? So why run?) You could go out blazing, let's just be patient [Verse 2] Sometimes I feel like I wasn't made for this world, but the one thereafter Where the young share laughter And they lunch pail carry good word from the pastor Every good girl got a dad Very good man, heavy in his lil' bag with a plan to bury a lil' magic Hoping that a tree grow from that young passion In my world, if we the ones you shoot at, we shoot back They'll beat your ass blue-black for just two racks Peel your cap for one more stack Leave your mattress looking just like a basket with your fruit snack Splattered in the paint, I'm heavy off back, you ain't no two Shaqs Even if you never bang, they be asking where your roof at Where you from, lil' ni**a? Ain't no Cusack Ain't no stage, ain't no cameras, just action that light your match But you gotta move like they can't hold you back Facts, ni**a, don't get c— don't get— [Pre-Chorus] Caught up in the streets, we don't know where to go Riding in the city, blowing heavy smoke Some never made it out and some get very close Burn a pistol, chase the border, head to Mexico [Chorus] So why run? Life is what you make it, you can't escape it, so why run? (Why run? So why run?) You could go out blazing, let's just be patient, why run?