Killer Mike, Young Thug - RUN lyrics

[Killer Mike, Young Thug - RUN lyrics]

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)

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

Had to make it out the red clay, run, nigga
Run the west side of Atlanta, yeah
That where I'm from (Flatland)
Outside, I was hands on like a glove
(Like Batman)
Movin' like my nigga NORE, 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
Politicians lie and your favorite
Rapper is a con (Con)
Don't check for me without a check for me
That's a hund' (Bluest)
Only Ls 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)

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

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

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 oh-one (yeah)
Run (Take off) trappin' out, I'm mama's son
Now a nigga all night run
Now a nigga shootin' fun ooh ooh (Ooh ooh)
I keep this shit on a tightrope
On a PJ with no night clothes (Night clothes)
We just had fucked, why it's tight though?
(Why?) why is you tight?
I signed the check like a typo (yeah)
Rescue the trenches, all of the kiddies
We gon' and escape on a yacht boat
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

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

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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