Tyler, The Creator - Run Lyrics
(feat. Chaz Bundick & ScHoolboy Q)[Intro: ScHoolboy Q]***** you running for nigga?Aye nigga, come here niggaLet me try that hat onI told you come over here stupid *****Come over here with that weak ass hat[Verse: Tyler, The Creator]All y'all niggas smoking y'all brains outIn the car called life take the lame routeGoing nowhere fast but you think that you notCause you never hesitate to take the thang outIn the drop top, pop the trunk then pop popAt his drop top, took another lame outOh you the big nigga? Took a hit nigga?Well I hope you understand you ain't shit niggaCause them niggas whole purpose is to get niggasAnd make sure that your mama cry the pain outNow that gang is out to get youBut you stuck in the same houseNigga never came out, wowIt's a shame how you got sucked in that lifeBut hey man at least you got a name nowThey say you a "real nigga" cause you kill niggasNuts for that ice and that cream banana peel niggasBanana clips spill, niggas wanna bang outFor they approval boy, you can't even hang outThat light you hit, it was the light I heldThat's why you never ever see me with my chains outI don't need to, truth they don't feed youLies what they got on their plate, they gon eat youThey got a homie called Karma he gon meet youBetter look the other way if he ever see youAnd run as fast as you can, nigga[Outro: Chaz Bundick and Schoolboy Q]That's the shit I be talkin' bout, thoughWe ain't try'na hear that shit, my niggaCuz, stay preachy cuzLike nigga come on homieI don't wanna hear that shit, preachy shit my niggaYeah, we all black, who give a *****, cuz?I don't give a *****, niggaWhatchu mean?
