[Chorus]

I’ve been trying to escape, yeah

Money calling I ain’t late, yeah

I let these bitches get a taste, yeah

Don’t let this paper get you changed, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I’ve been trying to escape, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I’ve been trying to

Yeah

[Verse 1]

Yeah, I feel like I’m crazy now

If I got shifts I ain’t turning down, yeah

Should I fly from thesе daily clowns

Yeah, should I do it ?

Shawty, you got me crazy from this wavy type of distancе

That body so amazing feel the taste from reminiscing

Let the flavor get you ready Imma be back in an instance

Cause you the only reason that I think about escaping

From my door

I truly can’t help it, I just think about more

Pull that ass over Imma stroke it like before

From the way you poke it I don’t have any control

Have any control

Top bitch of my city

Need a homeboy that knows how to kill it

Riding from the roof with a good green with it

Pulled a couple chains from the low life living

Low life living

Yeah we running for the checks

Running for the checks

Cause my crew is too mad

I got us on track

My that ass is so fat

Pussy so wet Imma dive on that

Test drive on that, meal time on that

You know that Imma get it cause yo boy is too mad

Low life walker yeah my shit is too bad, my shit is too bad, my shit is too bad

So I’ve been trying to escape yeah

[Chorus]

I’ve been trying to escape, yeah

Money calling I ain’t late, yeah

I let these bitches get a taste, yeah

Don’t let this paper get you changed, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I’ve been trying to escape, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I’ve been trying to

Yeah

[Verse 2]

I’ve been trying to escape

I never let nobody get close you know the case

Homies sippin' on Bacardi, Hennessy we getting wasted

All these bitches wanna fuck me cause my ass is getting paid

Now they say that I’m dripping every time I pass, true

Shawty knows that I’m heartless but she wanna come through

I got money on my hands that I wanna blow too

Always running for the bag until I run without fuel

What u see in here is real and that’s the reason why I’m cold

I’m too focused on my grind I never listen what they told

Streets will give zero chances so I keep it on my own

Thank you Lord for all my blessings I can feel it in my bones

Got ambition in my pocket I learned how to take a fall

After being in the bottom you just want to take it all

And Everybody know the drill we just got to make the call

Gotta keep my eyes open on the road that I am on

[Outro]

I’ve been trying to escape

Money calling I ain’t late

I let these bitches get a taste