Daveed Diggs, Moe Green - Running to the Sky lyrics

When I see you I see you man
When you got I t you got I t
You know what I'm saying?

Yah arose from the ash with the passion
One shot so I'm blasting do
Away with the fastin
It's time to eat run till I lose feet
I'm a make it for the nights of lost sleep
Never a problem I'm steady mobbin
I'm hella good hit me if
You need the job done
Y'all thinking I'm the latest
And the greatest
Version of a heaven's dream gunning
With a head of steam
Jersey in the rafters I'm after
My grime all time i been on my wave you
Niggas been buying your time
I ain't worked this hard to be the same OG
You blame on me you niggas need to blame OG's
And never died motherfuckers want
The same old smoke
I'm never in here or don't fix
I if the game ain't broke
Green did so much dirt I can stain your soap
Ups and downs I been around
But I remain your dope it's green

Running from this crazy place I
Need somewhere to hide
Think I know them but sweet taste
Of freedom on my mind
Wondering where I should go I don't know
Do I even try i just keep my hands high and
I run into the sky

Listen, I been thinkin'
I been reminiscing about some different shit
Member gunslingers and real
Killers never through
Us we was just for kids
Now we're older, one is wiser
Is it true you been running
With the same clique?
Just some gunslingers and real killers but
You realer and they ain't shit
I see better in the mornin'
I can see danger in the daylight
It's all around me, I'm climbing
I'm trying to get up above it all
Today and just stay out the way

Running from this crazy place I
Need somewhere to hide
Think I know them but sweet taste
Of freedom on my mind
Wondering where I should go I don't know
Do I even try i just keep my hands high and
I run into the sky

Bag man I'm a trip homie I'm fallin'
Baggie jeans, burner phone, it's ma callin'
Bags under my eyeballs, I'm ballin'
Bagage up in the backseat, I'm all-in
Tall thin, wall-eyed, see it coming
Don't speak, it's no doubt, that low humming
You hearing cause i ain't grounded
Birds fly south I'm stretching out
Nigga my third eye
Been blind, three times, crazy shit
Sick a lufic a missile up and a many with it
Many diddity flip the switch
And the monster walk
Nuts and bolts grindin', no covfefe talk
To quote a white supremacist
It all be funny if
That fuckboy wasn't president
But such as it is, black bodies learn to fly
It's high knees to wrong high and
I'm running to the sky

Oh, I keep Runnin' (runnin')
Runnin' (runnin') runnin' to the sky
Oh, I keep Runnin' (runnin')
Runnin' (runnin') runnin' to the sky
Oh, I keep Runnin' (runnin')
Runnin' (runnin') runnin' to the sky
Oh, I keep Runnin' (runnin')
Runnin' (runnin') runnin' to the sky