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letra de survivors remorse - hally napoli

(intro)

lifestyles of the poor and dangerous
hally woo
feel like a runaway slave man
they ain’t goan catch me
yea woo

(chorus)

im on out here on the run again (run run run)
runaway slave ain’t got no friends
tv say that we crazy
that bankroll not goan save me
everyday had that thing on me (bow)
glorified all that drug money
devil right there just coaching me
telling me that i’m not holy (woo)
ain’t this sposed to be the land of the free
then why these handcuffs on me (d-mn)
when i was young i wanted that beinz
now i’m trying to get in heaven
i used bе out here so lit (yea)
drunk in thе streets just wanna be rich
now my treasures in heaven (yea)
roll that dice i hit 7
(verse)

blind 2 all that shine and glow
i hurt people for material (shooter)
tell me how could i be so cold
now i’m reaping what i sow (bible)
dead or alive my mom don’t know (no)
out on the block with the gang getting blowed (gang gang)
dude with the bag was my hero (woo)
dude with the gun was my big bro (og)
did things that my kids don’t know (shh)
could’ve been dead long time ago (yikes)
but my dogs didn’t like that vibe (at all)
they didn’t wanna see me go
hard on that solo mission
enemies was once my friends (op)
hate when they see me try to win
but that’s just the hearts of men (yea)
i dont wanna be on the block no mo (it’s dead)
i dont wanna sell these drugs no mo (bro it’s dead)
my boys said i ain’t real no mo (fake love)
cause i dont wanna sell pills no mo
guess this plane gone fly solo
darkness just did me so cold
now i’m back at ground zero
trying to be my kids hero (i’m running)
harriet tubman, runanway slave (woo)
freeing my people but some wanna stay
i cannot cry i’m too focused on j’s
1’s on my feet and they flying away
stuck in the mud to messiah i pray
up in the clouds i think i wanna stay
(up in the clouds i think i wanna stay)
dog feeling guilty i just want mo
i was with all my ppl in the jungle we poor
in the house no electric sleeping on the floor
taking these bottles back to the store
i remember i start robbing thought i was tough
dog hit me hard seeing shotta in them cuffs
highschool dropout they gave me the flux
that’s when i start going hard for the bucks
never thought i was important just a waste of time
don’t hear no motivation and my people steady dying
don’t n0body notice when you going out ya mind
i don’t even sleep in my dreams i grind
so focused on money my 3rd eye blind
copping that rollie but can’t buy time
copping that rollie (dat bag, woo)
(chorus)

im on out here on the run again (run run run)
runaway slave ain’t got no friends
tv say that we crazy
that bankroll not goan save me
everyday had that thing on me (bow)
glorified all that drug money
devil right there just coaching me
telling me that i’m not holy (woo)
ain’t this sposed to be the land of the free
then why these handcuffs on me (d-mn)
when i was young i wanted that beinz
now i’m trying to get in heaven
i used be out here so lit (yea)
drunk in the streets just wanna be rich
now my treasures in heaven (yea)
roll that dice i hit 7

(outro)

hally
woo

- hally napoli

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