Lyrics:
runaway
So now I'm kinda sad
But I picked it up and I ran with it
Can you tell by all these damages
Everybody says they wanna be my friend but they can't
then go play on both sides
I let my demons take the wheel call it a ghost ride
And I been so lost for long time
Feel like life's passing by
Stars moving
spent the night at your place
If you saw me could you even call me by my name
Though I'm mad neither one of us could hold the blame
So now I'm crying all
thugs I grew up with
Phone calls from the feds, long stories told fast
Wishin' they'd get home in a hurry, 'cause we the last
Of a dyin' pack of lions,
together, how I'm still getting better
I'm finding more gold as I dig in the dirt with a shovel
I got the last laugh, don't get blown away by the backdraft
call back
Lightin a blunt you be smoking that boof pack
Hop in the coupe 392 on that scat pack
Hitting the gas I be zooming by the kickback
Jealous ass
rubber bands popped
I been crossed by day one niggas from the sandbox
You can't prosper you too worried what your mans got
I be hearin' their excuses I'm
to drink fast
I'ma take it slow, I'ma make this shit last
Maybe I'll feel different by the end of the glass
I'll feel different by the end of the glass
Cuz I got a glock, bang (S.O.B the team)
Cuz I got a glock, bang
Solo
Feel like I'm playing a game that ain't loading
Call me po man cause I drank
know why cause I cleaned it last week
Wish that you were here to pick me up cause I'm bleeding
When you fucking get here I hope I'm still breathing
I
I'm not the nigga from last year
I come in when they waking up
My twin sliding by, he'll take your money
All these niggas said they making money
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over
I gotta keep you close
If you ever need to smile, I'm who you call on (call on)
You will never see a bitch up in my call log (call on)
And yo' last
out, is truly something difficult
Don't even run up on me, unless you want your brain broke
I'm out of bullets lettin' loose my last clip
I'm a kick
that flag blows
There'll be no more wars
And when all calls
I will answer all your prayers, prayers
You can change the world (I can't do it by
This beat by Ejaye
My opportunity knockin' and shit, yeah
I came in this bitch and I'm cocky as shit
I don't want no handouts, no conscious requests
what the hood call me
Stay in the hood, 'til I die homie, that's regardless
[Chorus - Plies:]
I let my pants (My Pants) Hang low (Hang low)
I'm from
The other eight had to be baking soda by itself
So papi fuck you, you dead now, I'm off to the bank
With those bricks in a bookbag and a stolen Jag I just
Yeah baby, I just want us talking
Yeah I missed your call cuz I’m walking
Is good to express your temper
And now I better understand as your mentor
Months go by all the time and I miss you so
Called ya by your middle name it's over tho (Is this all for me)
Missed calls texts emails baby shits
Right here by my side
Don't run look alive
Told them that I'm never leaving I'm here for the ride
You catch me when I fall
You're the one I call
Every
Can't pass your house anymore I'm tired of feeling lost
Now theirs anxiety in my stomach know that it's your fault
Staying at home right by my bed hoping
Call me Dame Lillard come and join the splash team
Back then girls shoot their shot on my ask.me
So if you asking, how I'm doing, then I say I'm doing me
power
A lot of energy huh last four hours
Oh J Cole, baby High for hours
Give me that power girl
I want your power
Give me that power girl
I need that
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