Runnin
B. Easy Lyrics

And I wonder if they'll laugh when I'm dead?
I am concerned if people will find my struggles and my death to be a source of entertainment.

Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight?
I question the purpose of my struggles and whether they are serving any meaningful end goal.

Why am I trying to see, when there ain't nothing in sight?
I question why I am striving to achieve something that appears to be impossible or beyond my reach.

Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try?
I question why I continue to offer my talents and services when no one seems willing to take a chance on me.

Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die?
I question why I am so eager to keep living when my existence feels aimless and unfulfilling.

Check it, I grew up a fuckin' screw-up
I have had a difficult and tumultuous upbringing.

Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin' blew up
I became involved in the drug trade and quickly gained success and wealth.

Choppin' rocks overnight
I worked tirelessly to prepare and sell drugs for profit.

The nigga Biggie Smalls trying to turn into the black Frank White
I was inspired by the rapper Biggie Smalls, who was trying to cultivate an image similar to that of Frank White, a character from the film King of New York.

We had to grow dreads to change our description
To evade police attention and suspicion, my associates and I changed our appearance by growing dreadlocks.

Two cops is on the milk box missing
Two police officers are missing and are presumed to be victims of violence.

Show they toes you know they got stepped on
The discovery of a dead body with its toes visible suggests that the person was killed violently.

A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon
I carried a loaded firearm that was equipped with a bulletproof vest to protect myself in violent situations.

Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm too fat
I express disbelief at the notion of running from the police, as I am overweight and not athletically inclined.

I fuck around and catch a asthma attack
Engaging in physical activity or running from the police could potentially trigger an asthmatic episode for me.

That's why I bust back, it don't phase me
I react to threats with violence because I am not afraid of the consequences.

When he drop, take his Glock, and I'm Swayze
If I successfully take down a target, I will confiscate their weapon and then celebrate my success.

Celebrate my escape, sold the Glock, bought some weight
After successfully evading the police, I sold my weapon and used the proceeds to buy more drugs to sell.

Lay back, I got some money to make, motherfucker
I relax and bask in my success because I know there is more money to be made from selling drugs.

It's on me
I am responsible for my own actions and decisions.

But still I'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed
I still have vivid memories of the dangerous chase that ensued when the police pursued me.

As I laugh, pushing the gas while my Glocks blast
I am unrepentant about my violent and criminal behavior, and I take pleasure in defying authority.

We was young and we was dumb, but we had heart
Although we were reckless and impulsive, we were brave and determined to prove ourselves in a challenging environment.

In the dark, will we survive through the bad parts
During difficult times, we must rely on our own fortitude and try to endure until things get better.

Many dreams is what I had, and plenty wishes
I had many aspirations and hopes for the future.

No hesitation in extermination of these snitches
I have no qualms about taking violent action against people who betray or inform on me to the authorities.

Envious bitches, they still continue to pursue me
Jealous and vindictive women are still trying to harm me despite my success.

A couple of movies, now the whole world's trying to screw me
My publicized criminal behavior has made me a target of scorn and derision by the wider society.

Even the cops tried to sue me, so what can I do?
Police officers attempted to bring legal action against me for my criminal activity, but I feel justified in my actions and have no regrets.

But stay true, sipping 22's of brew
Despite the adversity I face, I remain true to my beliefs and enjoy drinking 22-ounce bottles of beer.

And now media is trying to test me
The media is trying to provoke a reaction from me or exploit my story for their own purposes.

Got the press asking questions, trying to stress me
Journalists continue to pepper me with questions and try to agitate me or elicit an emotional response.

Misery is all I see, that's my mind state
I am constantly surrounded by negativity and struggle, and it has affected my outlook on life.

My history with the police will shake the crime rate
My ongoing conflicts with law enforcement have led to increased scrutiny of criminal activity and have raised awareness of the issue in general.

My main man had two strikes, slipped, got arrested and flipped
My close associate had two prior felony convictions, but then made a mistake and was caught and became an informant.

He screamed 'thug life' and emptied the clip
My associate expressed his commitment to our criminal lifestyle and then used his weapon until it was out of ammunition.

Got tired of running from the police
My associate became weary of constantly trying to evade the authorities and decided to cooperate with them instead.