Stunna Gambino, Jay Esco - Runaway lyrics

Yeah, uh uh yeah, uh
(Emrld) you don't wanna work, me first
Uh
Ain't no love in my heart it's only fear
(Yeah, uh)
Talking with the angels on my back
They got me here (Uh)
Diamonds on my neck, VVS's chandelier
Can't go back to broke, like before
Talking clear (Yeah)

They keep telling me to runaway (Uh, uh)
Yeah, but ain't no running if
I'm stuck inside this place (Yeah)
Made like 40k inside a week
Can't tell me that's not great
Where I come from, we got pain
They just can't relate (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can't get comfortable the wrong move
Get shot up in your face
(Shot up in your face)


And we don't ever miss (Uh)
You got shooters on your head
That's the wrong way to live
(Uh, wrong way to live)
We grew up to see the worst
That's how it was since we was kids
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I be tryna run away, aye (Aye)
Put the blickey down
Tell G-money pass me the switch (Uh)
Pull up like the boogeyman
Thirty in this clip (Uh)
I'ma coldhearted fly motherfucker, blame
It on a bitch, uh uh
We was just up in that poverty
Went and hit a million dollar lick
The trenches proud of me
I remember way back then
Them niggas doubted me (Me)
Now I pull up new Moncler
With a designer tee, who fly as me?
I know you see me doing good
Know you need me now
When I was down bad on my dick
You ain't need me 'round ('round)
Different color VVS they call if Fiji style
They call it Fiji style
Babygirl I'm drowning (O oh) , look at this
Mess that you done started
Ooh (Baby I'm drowing)
When I was broke you tried to run
Away, I just spend a dub today
On this brand new Cartier (O oh)

They keep telling me to runaway (Aye)
Yeah, but ain't no running if
I'm stuck inside this place (Uh, uh)
Made like 40k inside a week
Can't tell me that's not great
Where I come from, we got pain
They just can't relate (Yeah)
Can't get comfortable the wrong move
Get shot up in your face (Nah)
And we don't ever miss (No)
You got shooters on your head
That's the wrong way to live
We grew up to see the worst
That's how it was since we was kids (O oh)

Pour up Dom Perignon
For my brothers who had left
I know they gone but it's okay
Carry that weight inside my chest
(Chest, ooh) i know they here for me
Feel like I'm with ‘em now (O oh)
Caught so many stains, fuck a opp
'cause they ain't figure out (O oh)
Every time I step up in the booth, I make a
Hit 'cause we done came too
Far from being broke, now we getting rich
(O oh) yeah, I'm bigger now
(Uh, yeah) , came up out from the trenches
Can't believe I made it out i'ma shotta
Pull up on his block, we hit his block up
Diamonds on me, try to take them off
And he get shot up (No)
Cocky nigga, I can't waste no time
Put the clock up
Understand (Yeah, ooh) if you was never there, then it's not us
Yeah, so we gon' spray him out
Got too much shit on my mind
For me to play around
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, so we gon' spray him out
Oppositions falling in line
So we gon' take him out

They keep telling me to runaway (O oh)
Yeah, but ain't no running if
I'm stuck inside this place (No)
Made like 40k inside a week
Can't tell me that's not great
Where I come from, we got pain
They just can't relate (Relate, no)
Can't get comfortable the wrong move
Get shot up in your face
(Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
And we don't ever miss
You got shooters on your head
That's the wrong way to live
We grew up to see the worst
That's how it was since we was kids (O oh)