Runnin

[Intro: The Notorious B.I.G.] (x2) I grew up a fuckin' screw up Got introduced to the game Got a ounce and fucking blew up Chopping rocks over night The nigga Biggie Smalls Tryna turn into the black Frank White [Verse 1: Jon Connor] I do this for the nigga in the basement Just chasing his dream Chasing what he perceives is making it But it ain't what it seems So far gone he done lost sight of what making it mean Can't talk about music with his folks without making a scene Ya he try to ignore his problems But look at how far that got him No matter how hard he work He still looking up at the bottom Nobody seeing his vision His girl is saying he tripping And he become more distant Encouragement non-existant He cursed with being persistent He hurt but nobody listen Hard work ain't making a difference At least thats how we be feeling Late night while his niggas hitting bitches He be spitting lyrics ain't been himself He don't recognize the nigga in the mirror Spirit tell him to keep going But comin, damn close to quitting But he know that it ain't, over till he finished And he about to have a melt down The only thing that stop him Is he dont wanna let his self Or nobody else down We Run It! [Hook] Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight? Why am I trying to see, when there ain't nothing in sight? Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try? Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die? [Verse 2: Jon Connor] I do this for the sleepless nights You ain't eaten right Born to die that shit might be tonight Give me a cig' my nigga i need a light Your girl wanna spend time But you like i need to write She got too much time she need a life If she can't see the light Every night you stressing and second guessing You question if this a blessing Depressed because results is not adding Up to what you invested It's nothing like you expected It's brutal but you accept it You lose the connection To folks that usually you respected Cause everybody's got suggestions On whats the right path Lost motherfuckers tryna direct your life path The fuck out of here That ain't sensible How you gon' tell me how to be happy When you miserable You the one that gotta live your life Wether good or bad Take the wrong advise And you'll be reminiscing On what you coulda had Just keep going dawg and Know your day is coming Get up and keep on running All this ain't for nothing For real