CHORUS (KARISMA)
I been trynna find a way out
I Been grinding through my days now
Situations I didn’t make out
Somehow I stayed down
(A way, a way, a way out, a way, a way)

VERSE( 47 ROMAN)
40
As I spit I think about the plates
Ima move that hate
Disapprove
Kick start mountain dew
Paying attention like amount that is due
Damn I'm acting a fool
All natural to you
And I sat in a rues
Six years young my past was abused
All my traumas attached to you
And you laugh like it's cool
Till I'm back with the tool
And pack it to shoot
And it blast into you
You's a soul to the eyes
I'm closing the blinds
And my soul is my rhymes
And it's packing a rhymes
Before it was a time
That I blume to a tree
A terrible employee cause no one gives more fire than me
Just hoping you see
The beauty within everything
Within you and me