RUN Lyrics – Killer Mike | Young Thug

RUN Lyrics by Killer Mike ft. Young Thug is latest English song with music also given by No I.D. RUN song lyrics are written by Bryan Jones, Dennis Brown, Warryn Campbell, Dammo Farmer, No I.D., Young Thug, Killer Mike.

RUN Song Detail

RUN Lyrics

God don’t like ugly
I ain’t one to judge
Whole, whole lot of gold
Cubans weigh a ton
Say I kept it solid when
It’s all said and done

All I know is keep goin’, run, n!Gga, run
Mama told me “Never fold, run, n!Gga, run”
Like jenny told forrest gump “Run, n!Gga, run”
The race for freedom ain’t won, run, n!Gga, run

Had to make it out the red clay, run, n!Gga, 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 n!Gga 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
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, n!Gga, run (run)

All I know is keep goin’, run, n!Gga, run (run)
Mama told me “Never fold, run, n!Gga, run” (run)
Like jenny told forrest gump “Run, n!Gga, run” (run)
The race to freedom ain’t won, run, n!Gga, run

This for the ones that never won
Hurt feelin’ goin’ numb
Beat the odds like a drum
Run, run, n!Gga, run (run, take off)
Run, run, n!Gga, run (run, take off)
Run, run, n!Gga, run

I put some brand new margiela on my b!Tch
Thinkin’ the same, but it ain’t bankin’ the same
I put some brand new margiela on my b!Tch
Thinkin’ the same, but it ain’t bankin’ the same
I put a brand new fluoresce on her wrist
I bought that b!Tch 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 n!Gga on the run
Now a n!Gga shootin’ fun
Ooh-ooh (ooh-ooh)
I keep this sh!T on a tightrope
On a pj with no night clothes (night clothes)
We just had fu*ked, 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, n!Gga, run
Installin’ this sh!T in my son, run, n!Gga, run
Green interior, lawn, run, n!Gga, run
Dr. Martin boots when I come, run, n!Gga, run

All I know is keep goin’, run, n!Gga, run
Mama told me “Never fold, run, n!Gga, run”
Like jenny told forrest gump run, n!Gga, run
The race to freedom ain’t won, run, n!Gga, run

This for the ones that never won
Hurt feelin’ goin’ numb
Beat the odds like a drum
Run, run, n!Gga, run (run, take off)
Run, run, n!Gga, run (run, take off)
Run, run, n!Gga, run

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