Isaiah Rashad - Runnin' (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Isaiah Rashad - Runnin' (en) Lyrics
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All I wanna do is bring the knock
on (Bring the knock on, bitch)
Dolo make the money, had the stock
home (Stock home, woah)
And I got a sick wrist (Wrist),
make a wish, bitch
Ain't nobody this rare, take
a flick, bitch (Yeah, yeah)
Sunny like to pop his shit like
his papa did (Watch out)
When my pockets hit the lint, I think
about robbin' shit (I think about)
I don't even know how I'm drivin'
you crazy, I don't be drivin'
shit (I think about it)
Lately, I've been servin'
like eighty a gram, you know
it be live as leer-
Yeah, yeah (Bitch), runnin'
from the law
Yeah, runnin' from the law, I'm scared
(What you talkin' 'bout?)
Runnin' from the law
Ru-ru-, runnin' from the
law, I'm scared (Bitch)
Runnin' from the law (Ah)
Runnin' from the law, I'm-
Yeah, outside, really on the Southside,
yeah (Talking 'bout)
Deep end, it's about to jump-
off, yeah (Talking 'bout)
Flip this, can I get my funds up? Yeah
Three deep, every time the sun's
up (Woo-woo, yeah, yeah)
Heard so many scars, white
thing had to cop it
G-Wagons, 9-11, baby momma options
Teach you how to make a M,
triple from a zero (Ayy)
Big houses, gold faces,
Rolls did the chemo
Backstabbin', chatter mouth, hatin'
homie, nothin' (Watch out)
Complainin' when we all go through it
(What?), nigga, fuck it (Fuck it)
Double M, I switched up (Woo),
the backseat a muffin
Hell yeah, I got the chain,
nigga, I was buzzin' (Ayy)
Seein' sounds, I can taste the
color from the trumpet (Woo)
Nigga want the cash, the house,
but you was clubbin' (Ayy)
Battle with my tears and pain
for my discussion (Ayy, woo)
Movin' at a pace so most face turn
to luggage, uh (Ayy, woo)
All them long nights ain't long
for nothin' (For nothin')
Imagine havin' dreams when
you can touch it
Yeah, runnin' from the law, I'm scared
(What you talking 'bout?)
I don't even know how I'm drivin'
you crazy, I don't be drivin'
shit (Sing that shit)
Lately, I've been servin' like
eighty a gram, you know it be
live as leer- (Bitch, bitch)
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