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Killer Mike & Young Thug - Rap, Trap
RUN
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Lyrics
[Intro: Killer Mike] God don't like ugly, I ain't one to judge (Judge) Whole, whole lot of gold Cubans weigh a ton (Ton) Say I kept it solid when it's all said and done (Said and done) [Chorus: Killer Mike] All I know is keep goin', run, nigga, run (Run) Mama told me, "Never fold, run, nigga, run" (Run) Like Jenny told Forrest Gump, "Run, nigga, run" (Run) The race for freedom ain't won, run, nigga, run [Verse 1: Killer Mike] Had to make it out the red clay, run, nigga, run The west side of Atlanta, yeah, that's where I'm from (Flatland) Outside, I was hands on like a glove (Like Batman) Movin' like my nigga N.O.R.E., eatin' on the run (Run) Still an underground king and that's word to Bun (Bun) Locked in like Rice Street without a bond (Bond) I was playin' with the powder way beforе LeBron (LeBron) My wife was born a rеdhead, but now she a blonde (Blonde) Politicians lie and your favorite rapper is a con (Con) Don't check for me without a check for me, that's a hun' (Bluest) Only L's I wear is followed by Vuitton (Louis) Get money and the power, teach 'em while they're young Hmm, blessed to make it out the slums, run, nigga, run (Run) [Chorus: Killer Mike] All I know is keep goin', run, nigga, run (Run) Mama told me, "Never fold, run, nigga, run" (Run) Like Jenny told Forrest Gump, "Run, nigga, run" (Run) The race to freedom ain't won, run, nigga, run [Refrain: Killer Mike with Young Thug & Young Thug] This for the ones that never won (Won) Hurt feelin' goin' numb (Numb) Beat the odds like a drum (Drum) Run, run, nigga, run (Run, take off) Run, run, nigga, run (Run, take off) Run, run, nigga, run [Verse 2: Young Thug] I put some brand new Margiela on my bitch, thinkin' the same, but ain't bankin' the same I put some brand new Margiela on my bitch, thinkin' the same, but ain't bankin' the same I put a brand new fluoresce on her wrist, I bought that bitch a new Patek, plain Jane This a bigger boat, we ain't sinkin' the same This a PJ, we are not on the same plane Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), goddamn Yellow diamonds like the sun (Yeah) And I keep it one-of-one (Yeah) Run (Take off) Trappin' out, I'm mama's son Now a nigga on that run Now a nigga shootin' fun (Ooh, ooh, ooh) I keep this shit on a tightrope (Yeah) On a PJ with no night clothes (Night clothes) We just had fucked, why it's tight though? (Why?) Why is it tight? I signed the check like a typo (Yeah) Rescue the trenches, all of the kiddies, we gon' escape on a yacht boat (Yeah) We gainin' weight like Big Pun, run, nigga, run Installin' this shit in my son, run, nigga, run Green interior lawn, run, nigga, run Dr. Martin boots when I come, run, nigga, run [Chorus: Killer Mike with Young Thug & Young Thug] All I know is keep goin', run, nigga, run (Run, run) Mama told me, "Never fold, run, nigga, run" (Run, run) Like Jenny told Forrest Gump, run, nigga, run (Run, run) The race to freedom ain't won, run, nigga, run [Refrain: Killer Mike & Young Thug] This for the ones that never won (Won) Hurt feelin' goin' numb (Numb) Beat the odds like a drum (Drum) Run, run, nigga, run (Run, take off) Run, run, nigga, run (Run, take off) Run, run, nigga, run
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Credits
- Writers
- Bryan Jones
- Dammo Farmer
- Dave Chappelle
- Dennis Brown
- No I.D.
- Young Thug
- Killer Mike
- Warryn Campbell