Get Away - Termanology, Skyzoo, Torae

Fresh off tour, been on the road for a whole year

Back to back, beer-liquor-beer, beer-liquor-beer

Hangover, headache, let my dome ventilate

Reflect on the disrespectful words that I said to Jake

Last night, too bent, runnin' off at the mouth

Drunk words, sober thoughts, easier to spit it out

Feelin' like I need a vacay, been up for 8 days

Stage after stage, afterparty, parade

Let me explain, baby girl my energy’s drained

I ain’t tryna fuck, just give me head and I’m straight

I need a king sized bed, four pillows and a comforter

Drunk textin' baby mama, guess I’m still in love with her

Really you be stressed when you’re down on your last

And you gotta choose, buy food or buy gas

Tryna get away, somewhere there’s less lava

Reminiscin' on bein' a getaway driver

Stupid shit, hustlin', shootouts, movin' bricks

Fuck that, I’m tryna relax and kick back

So I feel I gotta

Get away (x8)

From the most humble of beginnings

Where 4−5s tumble in the scrimmage

I made it out the button of my ending

My getaway was out of the norm from what the leisurely do

Cause for me, OG was worth a Jeter or 2

And still corner store Sky, still scams over everything

Rookie year, hands built to get a ring, word to first blunts

Cuttin' class, first wifey, she was nuttin' fast

Never bragged about who I tagged, always wore a bag

On my dick, pants sag on my kicks

OG 3s or royal Foams, them fatigue shits is lame

I grew up around the corner where they squeeze before they aim

And then they explain it later, pissin' in elevators was my usual

Now I’m more MCM suitable

My fan base is part time models with corner cubicles

I get away with one of my supporters at the show

If you seen her, you’d get why I forever wanna go and get away

Sometimes I gotta get away, put the mic down, I don’t spit today

Hardly smoke, but I need a spliff today, Henny cup sip today

Just kick back, not doin' shit today

Might cop some fits and some kicks today

Go see the Knicks today, they play the Celts, need some tix today

Bet Term and Reks for some chips today

Might text your chick today, she been beggin' to give your shit away

Second thought, nah, that’s no getaway

I need some Hathaway, castaway

Treat a Wednesday like a Saturday

Drama go thataway, commas move thataway

It’s more money, more problems

But with no money ain’t no way to solve 'em

I’d rather revolve 'em than involve 'em, be a slave or be a sovereign

Get away cause any day could be your coffin

And that’s why every often I be loftin'

Of course the caution’s important

But I just transported, now I’m resortin'

Guess my last resort was to

This that next day effect, when you recollect on yesterday’s ills

Remorse, and mornin' after pills

Room spinnin', consume Henn and resume sinnin'

To the tomb of the dude Devin, what a job it is spendin'

45 days in the sky, gettin' away, never comin' down

Down, off that loud high cloud, nah

Chasin' everlastin' dollar signs half the time

In an unfamiliar zone, home away from home

I’m prime, prolific, after rhymin' for some undisclosed digits

Flow vintage as old St. Nicholas'

Drownin' out the toasters and the biscuits

Globe travelin', establishment of money masterin'

Witness, dynasty buildin' international, appealin' to the masses

Where winners and survivors raise glasses

Arrival of the Massachusetts chapters, and G.O.A.Ts

Hope to see you somewhere hangin' from the rafters

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