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mason sova - runaway lyrics

they don’t know me i’m not gonna change
i’m so foreign they don’t know the name
i’m just pouring from my heart and veins

i’ll keep going i’m that run away

they don’t know me i’m not gonna change
i’m so foreign they don’t know the name
i’m just pouring from my heart and veins
i’ll keep going i’m that run away

ring ring on the tellephone
keep time like a metronome
keep in touch when you leave home
momma told me better stay strong
just to make sure named me mason
so my skin thick like pavement
went to check, shot me a text, with a simple question how my day went
back n forth i been pacing
my mind steady racing
tryna figure out what it’s all about
been held up in the bas+m+nt
writing rhymes n arrangements
my mental state ain’t a+list
my bars been so aimless
so i pick a topic n take it
no storm no rain check
if i’m in the eye then i’m vacant
what’s going on can’t change it
do what i must. embrace it
like a long wait for a good hug
real love that’s a good drug
loyalty is the beat plug
real talk homie bless up

they don’t know me i’m not gonna change
i’m so foreign they don’t know the name
i’m just pouring from my heart and veins
i’ll keep going i’m that run away

bring it back up pick the slack up don’t know what’s gonna happen
imma young gun from a small town
i’m just tryna make it rapping
turned 18 got kicked out
so grandma said come crash in
get my bread up keep my head up
order ain’t about action
action ain’t about order
long as you move forward
adapting like a transformer
was never much a performer
but now i’m pushing my borders
shatter that glass ceiling
got scars to prove n i’m healing
pull the curtains back i’m revealing
digging deep down for that feeling
attitudes are unappealing
i’m checking dudes
then that check is clearing
i’m wrecking dudes
and that’s quite the the feeling
i recon you don’t do the steering
i’m getting views and that’s quite revering
never thought i could hear em cheering
but now the thoughts all that i’m hearing
like headlines this kid premiering
at an open mic that’s near you
if you couldn’t tell i’m a weird dude
wanna y’all business i’m here too
just shoot a text
we can see it through
i’m that young boy with an old head
movin’ slow like moped
keep it going boy get ya bread

- mason sova lyrics

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