No where to run

Hook]
Middle of nothin’, but the war still rages,
Small town livin’ with some big-time cages.
No lights, no love, just liquor and guns,
Tryna find peace where there’s nowhere to run.
Ain’t no fame, just pain in the air we breathe,
Where kids hold heat before they learn to dream.
Dusty roads, red skies when the sun fall,
This ain’t the city—but we still seen it all.
[Verse 1]
I came up where the fields meet the train tracks,
Where the corn grows tall and the shots clap back.
Ain’t no skyscrapers, just burnin’ sheds,
And tattoos on faces of the newly dead.
OGs cookin’ meth in the trailer out back,
Youngins sellin’ pills just to keep on track.
We ain’t got a mall or a place to chill,
But there’s funerals weekly and blood to spill.
[Verse 2]
The preacher lost hope, the sheriff lookin’ scared,
The school full of dropouts, barely even care.
Mama prayin’ hard, tryna keep me straight,
But I got homies in gangs from the 4th grade.
Ain’t no escape when the town’s your trap,
When the whole block know where you keep your strap.
Tryna dream past limits nobody else see,
But they say if you leave, you don’t come back free.
[Hook]
Middle of nothin’, but the war still rages,
Small town livin’ with some big-time cages.
No lights, no love, just liquor and guns,
Tryna find peace where there’s nowhere to run.
Ain’t no fame, just pain in the air we breathe,
Where kids hold heat before they learn to dream.
Dusty roads, red skies when the sun fall,
This ain’t the city—but we still seen it all.
[Verse 3]
Seen death in the silence, in between breaths,
When the night so still, you could hear regret.
Grew up fast, couldn’t play too long,
’Cause a wrong glance might get your name in a song.
My cousin got jumped for wearin’ the wrong color,
Now his mama cryin’ like she lost her other.
It’s not where you from, it’s what you face,
Even in the sticks, we run deadly race.
[Outro]
Middle of nowhere—but the pain’s still loud,
Tryna rise from the dirt, make my family proud.
Ain’t no cameras here, just prayers and guns,
And I still keep runnin’ with nowhere to run.

rap, trap, hip hop, big beat