Yea 

For Zane, my future 



[Hook:]

Man I feel like a runaway slave 

Can't calm down 

Never gon behave 

My back to the wind 

My spirit in the sky 

I'm never giving in 

Middle finger up high 

And even when I die 

Don't shed a tear when I'm laid 

I feel like a runaway slave 

I said I feel like a runaway slave 

Sometimes I feel like a runaway slave 



Listen... 



[Verse 1:]

I could die before I get rich never touch a mill 

Die before my album drops never sell a mill 

Die before I get to see how success feels 

Die before any of my dreams are fulfilled 

Die before I really start livin out my plans 

Die before I see my son grow into a man 

Die before my niggas come home from they bids 

Die before I truly learn how to really live 

Now it feels like I know death 

Gotta watch my own steps 



Wonder my niggaz aint around cuz they all left 

Pride in the ring contemplating on my own death 

Shots fly niggaz tryin to kill my on my doorstep 

How they gon remember me? What'll be my legacy? 

How they gon talk about me when they pour that hennessy? 

That nigga thug, that nigga was a rider 

That nigga was one hell of a survivor 

Niggaz in the pen with no money for bail 

Every nigga on the run tryin to stay up outta jail 

I could feel ya... 



Yea I know, hold on and be strong my niggas 



[Hook:]

Man I feel like a runaway slave 

Can't calm down 

Never gon behave 

My back to the wind 

My spirit in the sky 

I'm never giving in 

Middle finger up high 

And even when I die 

Don't shed a tear when I'm laid 

I feel like a runaway slave 

I said I feel like a runaway slave 

Sometimes I feel like a runaway slave 



[Verse 2:]

I could die before I bring happiness to my momma 

Die before I make peace with my baby momma 

Die before I squash all my bullshit drama 

Die but don't cry this is death before dishonor 

This is my last will and testament 

Listen to my testament 

Please raise Zane to be a leader and a gentleman 

I don't have regrets all the times that I was negligent 

Standing in the courtroom fronting like im innocent 

Look at how I came up 

Duckin undercover men 

Friends getting railroaded hung by his government 

This is what they made me 

Hell is what they gave me 

Homies coming home on parole but they ain't free 

Look at me, look at life, how im supposed to change huh? 

Im feelin like a runaway slave ma 

Cant calm down I refuse to be tamed 

Standing in these 4 walls banging on the cage 

Niggaz on the jail bus handcuffed and chained 

When its said and done they gon remember my name 

Now mommy in the front row, sittin at my funeral 

Everybody cryin', just another death as usual 

You feel me? 



[Hook:]

Man I feel like a runaway slave 

Can't calm down 

Never gon behave 

My back to the wind 

My spirit in the sky 

I'm never giving in 

Middle finger up high 

And even when I die 

Don't shed a tear when I'm laid 

I feel like a runaway slave 

I said I feel like a runaway slave 

Sometimes I feel like a runaway slave