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Running (ft. Eedee)

from Branch Out by Mr. DGAF

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(Verse 1)
Different time zones, jet lag
Is the least of my problems,
Tonight’s show closed with a thud
I guess that’s, a reason for caution
Like I’d know, ain’t no reason to stop it
All the venues stacked, pack to capacity
Fans gathering rapidly for the sound check
I continue past curfew, grappling fantasy
Coming back to reality as the crowd rests
Downsized on the circle of the click for control
Stay reserved, signs tell ‘em I prefer it remote
But when the spotlight shines,
Mentality switch, a new persona
For the gravity I’m grappling with
I’m in a planet compatible with collapsing within
Cause ain’t enough space capable of stopping
Me from stopping myself, I need a jump
Like a javelin spear
To reach the bar that I set for myself
And every track that I rip

(Hook)
Running circles past y’all
The competition stiffens, no concern at all (run, boy, run)
My only challenger lies within
So even when I lose, shit it’s like I win (run, boy, run)
If you could fit in these size twelves
You’d know where I see myself, at
Composed though to a degree, but I will lay the hammer
If I have to, if I have to

[Hook]

(Verse 2)
Being timid in real life,
Face to face, I might wait
‘Fore I say some shit like
“Aye baby sit tight, I’m cumming for ya brain
In exchange do you think you could you maybe feel mine?”
Insane but still shy, until I see mics, it’s like
Greenlight, combine obscene minds
With scenes wild, complete right up ‘til the credits hit
I’m heaven sent but flow with the possession of devil shit
Ya head’ll spin, exorcist
I’m a locomotive on the road and
Where I’m going I don’t know where the exit is
I always saw this, as nothing but a hobby I guess
Got my cadence right, delivery was faulty at best
In two years, I practiced, three mixtapes
All trash when I drop this classic
Talk big, I’m a king with the crown
Cause ain’t a single person capable of bringing me down, except me

[Hook]

(Bridge)
I’m my own biggest fan
On loan until they notice the plan
I’m so close to achieving
What I believe in, the secret is being
Your biggest critic when know you the man (x2)

(Verse 3)
Yeah, I know I'm the man
Half of Catastrophic and it's bad to have to want it
Damn, you can't be offered, so I'll hold you to that
I can't be offed till I hop in my coffin
Fold my hands on my chest
It feels as if I'm not as bothered as often
As I thought as I'm bobbin' my head
1/28 Jamieson, you knew that already
Throw up your hands like Em threw up spaghetti
All over himself, and I'm over myself
Put my hands on the wheel and simply hope for the best
I know I'm a mess, holy shit, it's my fault
It's clean up time, so blow the lid off the Pinesol
Why call if you're gonna hang up?
Why crawl if you're gonna stay fucked
In the fetal position, knee deep in this bitch
It makes sense that all I'll ever do is wade through

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from Branch Out, released February 17, 2015

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