[Danté Wolfe]
It's 3 in the morning. We smoking this moonrocks. And we out of town, where in the world though? Look

[Verse 1: Danté Wolfe]
Fucking up the blinds making sure I watch the throne
My greatest pain, won't see this hustle perform
B and Jay say they on the run its fun, you sing along
I say I'm on the run, I gotta leave my home
And I know it gets confusing, I'm in St Louis
But I got more than one home
Dog them bills ain't moving
I got my name on a lease, got my name in these streets
They searching for my homie, and the next in line is me
I got my pain in these beats, ain't do my thang in these streets
But I sold so many (blank)
That sentence run on longer than this beat
Now you tell me
When you get that call and yo homie say we gotta leave and don't explain, what you do??
Well fuck it I kept it G
What other letter could I be?
Yeah the L is for my city, and the Z's for enemies
Trees, dabs, and treats, jays, planes, and gold
Carlton's where it's sold, this Nupe will give you a stroll

[Hook: Alley The Songstress]
On the run, he's on the run
You won't know where to find him
That don't mean he's hiding
On the run, he's on the run
Riding through the open road
You better watch for the young hero

[Verse 2: Danté Wolfe]
Not much of the big homie, just a solid n***a
I keep it real in the mirror, dog I'm no model figure
Not saying I don't do good shit
I did a lot in my time
But this unspoken part of my mind, I rap all the time
I did a lot of civil shit: protest and marches
In this corner of my mind I seen some real dark shit
That's where my art is, the best jewels are hidden
But if there ever was a time that I was that n***a
It was when I gave my brother a pack, for what I get it fo'
Didn't wanna make it flip, just helping him get his dough
I did the same shit for Con and I knew I was on
Now I just gotta keep flipping, I can do more for mom
Some n***as nervous telling stories, they might get raided
Other n***as really nervous cause they lying and basic
I'm just nervous Ima run out, 'fore the day I really make it
Chances are hardly given and forgiveness ain't taken
My n***a

[Hook: Alley The Songstress]
On the run, he's on the run
You won't know where to find him
That don't mean he's hiding
On the run, he's on the run
Riding through the open road
You better watch for the young hero
You better watch, you better watch
Cause you won't know where to find him
That don't mean that he's...