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Brotha Lynch Hung

Running

 

Running

(album: Torment - 2019)


I don't know where I'm going
But I'm running
I'll go far and far and far and keep on running
I don't know where I'm going
But I'm running (I'm runnin')
I'll go far and far and far and keep on running

Hello?
Hey, did you see 'em out there?
The police, did you see the police out there?
Was I the one that hit that damn car?
Damn
They still out there?
Shit, I'm behind the liquor store
'Cross the street
Behind the gas station

I was drinking and driving, I was so damn fucked up
I hopped out the ride and left the strap in the trunk
I was smoking a blunt and stressing so think what you want
I'ma get that Uber and hit the homies and I'ma post up
A hundred dollars in my pocket, I was good for the night
Now, I know they looking for me, I was good for the fight
It was twelve o'clock at night, already missing my wife
And the homie ain't picking up, I'm nowhere in sight

I don't know where I'm going
But I'm running (I'm runnin')
I'll go far and far and far and keep on running
I don't know where I'm going
But I'm running (I'm runnin')
I'll go far and far and far and keep on running

Hello?
Hey, baby, you still there?
The police still there?
They was gon' do what?
You fucking serious?
Who told you that?
She's always in my motherfucking business, man
I'ma just keep running

I was running with my eyes closed as fast as you call it
I'm a young alcoholic, nigga, I was lethargic
A half a pack of cigarettes in my pocket
Came to the back door, my wife gave me something to rock with
And a sack, though, "Baby, where you think I can go?"
She didn't know, so I better know
Hit up the spot and never let her know
Put the gun in the trench coat, button it up
Then I gave my wife a kiss and I'm hitting the cut

I'm running
I'm running
I'm running
I'm running
I'm running (I'm runnin')
I'm running (I'm runnin')
I'm running (I'm runnin')
I'm running (I'm runnin')
Woo
I'm running, I'm running
Woo
I'm running
Woo
I'm running, I'm running
Woo

I don't know where I'm going
But I'm running
I'll go far and far and far and keep on running
I don't know where I'm going
But I'm running (Runnin')
I'll go far and far and far and keep on running

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