quincybeats - great escape lyrics
[chorus]
it’s so much pressure in this world it got me thinking i could really use a break
when i’m alone feels i’m home/ my mind is flooded. i could really use some sp+ce
look pass the surface/ no one’s perfect. because we all know only god don’t make mistakes
see lately i’ve been thinking about my future planning, on my great escape
[verse:1]
since a teen, i’ve had a dream
had every tape & cd
when i got a little older, switched over to mp3
when them days turned to weeks, got started on making beats
around the same time the clippers had traded for cp3
before the dead end jobs, living with my mom
thinking, “yeah i won’t be broke when i’m 31”
and best believe i won’t retire when i’m 65, so f+ck it i might as well pick up a pen & start writing
trying to think of other ways invest right?
because the game is jammed pack with fake f+cks like a flesh light
we used to go half on a dime just to get high, ironic we were spending all our chicken to get fried
focused on the wrong things/ making them seem right
a whole generation left to starve with their mouths wide
wearing jordans and a chain just to hop on the bus
until i hopped up ass & said “enough is enough”
[chorus]
it’s so much pressure in this world it got me thinking i could really use a break
when i’m alone feels i’m home/ my mind is flooded. i could really use some sp+ce
look pass the surface/ no one’s perfect. because we all know only god don’t make mistakes
see lately i’ve been thinking about my future planning, on my great escape
[verse:2]
well let me tell you about a n+gga like me & who i represent
knew i was the greatest ever since i was a little kid
influenced by the city & the people who i grew up with
you either outgrow your peers or remain stagnant
we was stealin’ sh+t up out the liquor store
even though we wasn’t broke
late to class, passing notes. or ditching it to blow some dope
during them jerkin days it got wild as h+ll
like a broken pc we was just trying to excel
back when summer vacations felt long as h+ll
and where we were to end up only time would tell
when i was a class clown, wasn’t nothing discrete
i seen the homie cousin come to school clutching his heat
i had money on my mind since grade school
ain’t never trust a b+tch who gets her news from the shaderoom
i’ve had visions on my mind you couldn’t even imagine
until the day i let my focus outweigh my distractions
[sample:]
everywhere i go people are asking “haven’t you heard?, haven’t you heard?”
everywhere i go people are asking “haven’t you heard?, haven’t you heard?”
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