Exit Strategy by Dead Air Syndicate
Exit Strategy
[Intro]
Sometimes the streets feel like a cage
Tryna find a way out, but the path ain’t clear
[Verse 1]
I been ridin’ these blocks since I could walk
Learned how to talk money, how to survive the talk
Every alley got a story, every corner got a ghost
Dreams of somethin’ better, but the streets love me most
Mama said “stay alive, don’t let the streets win”
But the only way out is a path I can’t begin
Friends all caught up, locked in the same maze
Tryna chase freedom, but it’s buried in the haze
[Hook]
Exit strategy, tryna find my way
But the streets pullin’ hard, tryna make me stay
Dreamin’ of a life that feels real, not gray
Trapped in the grind, I don’t know if I’ll escape today
Exit strategy, yeah, I’m lookin’ for the key
But the chains of the night keep tryna hold me
[Verse 2]
Fast life, fast money, distractions on blast
Tryna find a future, but the shadows cast
All my people stuck, some never get a chance
I’m dancin’ with danger, life’s a twisted dance
Paper can’t fix the mind, it can’t break the chains
Even if I leave, the trauma still remains
I write my rhymes like a map to get free
But every step I take, the streets pullin’ on me
[Hook]
Exit strategy, tryna find my way
But the streets pullin’ hard, tryna make me stay
Dreamin’ of a life that feels real, not gray
Trapped in the grind, I don’t know if I’ll escape today
Exit strategy, yeah, I’m lookin’ for the key
But the chains of the night keep tryna hold me
[Bridge]
I see the skyline, light at the edge
Dreams of freedom, but the streets make a pledge
Every choice I make, every step I take
Feels like the walls close in, tryna test my faith
Do I run, do I fight, or do I stay low?
Exit strategy, only God might know
[Verse 3]
Late nights, heart heavy, mind full of schemes
Tryna break the cycle, tryna chase my dreams
Some say the streets don’t let no one escape
But I’m searchin’ for the route, tryna change my fate
I’ll hustle smarter, stack more than cash
But the real freedom’s mental, gotta make it last
Exit strategy, I’m writing my own map
Every rhyme a step, every bar a trap
[Hook/Outro]
Exit strategy, tryna find my way
But the streets pullin’ hard, tryna make me stay
Dreamin’ of a life that feels real, not gray
Trapped in the grind, I don’t know if I’ll escape today
Exit strategy, yeah, I’m lookin’ for the key
But the chains of the night keep tryna hold me