King Queezy - Run

Burnt my soul with a torch wearing gasoline drawers
Niggas stay laughing when a king gone make right to his flaws
I applaud
Take a toast like the Wolf on Wall Street
Devil stay screaming in my ear, same old shit since last week
Like bring your ass over here boy, give your soul unto me
I got the money the bitches, it's flowing right from the tree
"Pussy, weed, Hennessey, niggas wants, and nigga needs
You ain't nothing but a coon, come get these chains and your leash"
And they go
Run nigga nigga, run nigga nigga, run
Who gone be the one laughing when that nigga get a gun?
And they go
Run nigga nigga, run nigga nigga, run
Who gone be the one laughing when that nigga get a gun?
Bodies blown playing hopscotch
All over the chalk while
Spirits watching they kin, sipping gin walking the sidewalks
Pigs hawking the corner, they see you run its a goner
Lil kids watching and laughing, until its one of they fathers
Or maybe one of they brothers, they mothers come from the covers
Glued into the bed as naked as they covers
We burning out one another
All gas smelling the rubber
We past cotton and leather
Don't whip the backs of each other, NO!

Written by:
Jaiquez Duncan

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