作词 : Jayceon Terrell Taylor
作曲 : Jayceon Terrell Taylor
[Intro]
Yo son, if that nigga Prodigy was standin' in my face right now
He’ll say "You Don, you know I really **** with" (You)
That's why a nigga out here in Kingston, smokin' the loud
Playin’ nothin' but Mobb Depp on this mother****in'
And the first I ever had on The Documentary came from that nigga Havoc
So I gotta thank (You)
Looked out for a nigga, I owe you one

[Verse 1]
If I could start from scratch, I'd change hella shit
Would've never went to Hot97 with hella clips
Wouldn't have took Yayo spot even though he irrelevant
I could've left them niggas alive, now I'm stuck with they skeletons
I defended Nas, Joe and ’Kiss, like **** this group shit
Murder was the case, so I was in New York on my Snoop shit
Shouldn’t have told this nigga I'm ridin’ in his coupe with
Everybody an opp, shoot, I don't care who you hit
Should've married my baby momma
Either one, probably save me from the drama
Made with my [?] they hotter than a sauna
Had me runnin' from my karma, some times a nigga gotta (Get Away)
Take some time off, clear my head, clear your thoughts
If it weren’t them lines crossed
I hop up in a beamer with your girl, you ain't seen her
'Cause we headed to Jamaica on a (Get Away)

[Chorus]
If my opps listenin', **** (You)
Some times a nigga gotta (Get Away)
Middle finger in the air, **** (You)
If I get locked with the Glock
Tell my daughter that her daddy on a (Get Away)

[Verse 2]
If I can rewind the hands of time
I would've walked in the club and let it blam with Shyne
I would've told Big about the Rampart
If you ain't from here, don't come here, you feel it in the air
Just (Get Away)
Stay dangerous and when I got the stainless I aimed it
Middle finger in the air, **** (You) and your family, nigga
Picture me sellin' my soul for a GRAMMY, nigga
If I could start it all over, I would've have went there tipsy
And clapped when they gave it to Missy
It ain't no jealousy with (You)
Like that convo with Jay
Maybe I misunderstood what he was tryna say
I had to (Get Away) and head back to LA
Keep it real, I ain't talked to Hov again to this day
If I wasn't hard head I could've been signed to the Roc
But I'm not, blown opportunity, too many shots, I let it (Get Away)

[Chorus]
If my opps listenin', **** (You)
Some times a nigga gotta (Get Away)
Middle finger in the air, **** (You)
If I get locked with the Glock
Tell my daughter that her daddy on a (Get Away)
You ain't been ****in' with me all this time, stay there
**** (You)
This rap shit'll take your life, so some times you gotta ([?])