"Runaway" lyrics
(feat. Nas)
When my heart aches I'm drowning, pain won't go away
And in my cups brown fills my brain, won't go away
These five yellow girls all on parade asphyxiate
Goddamn
Still stuck in a box tryna clear my name
Y'all know the deal
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name
It's only real
And in my cups brown fills my brain
Can't stop it, can't stop it
And in my cups brown fills my brain
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name
Y'all know the deal
Won't go away
It's only real
I'm afraid
Your love will blow me away
Can't stop it, can't stop it, yeah
Am I dumb?
All 'cause I numb the pain
Am I just another runaway?
Runaway
Handsome gangster, ain't he? '89 to be exact
We own the block, sixteen had two Techs and one Mac
Niggas cookin' that work, we thirsty to see it come back
Killas and rats, sold crack, fiends where I hung at
Drivin' through every borough with your woman, I done that
Cuban link dreams, chasin' fiends down, deez foul
Nothing frisk me, I had the nerve not even put the weed down
These clowns thirsty to squeeze rounds
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name
Y'all know the deal
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name
It's only real
And in my cups brown fills my brain
Can't stop it, can't stop it, yeah
And in my cups brown fills my brain
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name
Won't go away
I'm afraid
Your love will blow me away
Drivin' eighty miles per hour in the rain
Feelin' yesterday's high still
And it's calming my brain which is ever-moving
I still remember shootings, that never leave out my thoughts
Blowin' by the basketball court, they went to war it happened
All I imagine sometime, under sunshine on vacation
Things I did in my hood situations, oh well
Probably was a bad father to my first born
Love her to death, but I ain't been home since my first song
Provided for her, but money can't replace a father for her
Plus I got a son, blessed with kids, yeah, man, I adore them
And I was sure I was gonna leave this life too fast
I got guardian angels came down and saved my ass
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name
Y'all know the deal
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name
It's only real
And in my cups brown fills my brain
Can't stop it, can't stop it, yeah
And in my cups brown fills my brain
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name
Won't go away
I'm afraid
Your love will blow me away
New York City, stand up!
New York City, stand up!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
This that Nas
That Za Za
That New York
That Za Za
That Nas
And in my cups brown fills my brain, won't go away
These five yellow girls all on parade asphyxiate
Goddamn
Still stuck in a box tryna clear my name
Y'all know the deal
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name
It's only real
And in my cups brown fills my brain
Can't stop it, can't stop it
And in my cups brown fills my brain
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name
Y'all know the deal
Won't go away
It's only real
I'm afraid
Your love will blow me away
Can't stop it, can't stop it, yeah
Am I dumb?
All 'cause I numb the pain
Am I just another runaway?
Runaway
Handsome gangster, ain't he? '89 to be exact
We own the block, sixteen had two Techs and one Mac
Niggas cookin' that work, we thirsty to see it come back
Killas and rats, sold crack, fiends where I hung at
Drivin' through every borough with your woman, I done that
Cuban link dreams, chasin' fiends down, deez foul
Nothing frisk me, I had the nerve not even put the weed down
These clowns thirsty to squeeze rounds
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name
Y'all know the deal
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name
It's only real
And in my cups brown fills my brain
Can't stop it, can't stop it, yeah
And in my cups brown fills my brain
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name
Won't go away
I'm afraid
Your love will blow me away
Drivin' eighty miles per hour in the rain
Feelin' yesterday's high still
And it's calming my brain which is ever-moving
I still remember shootings, that never leave out my thoughts
Blowin' by the basketball court, they went to war it happened
All I imagine sometime, under sunshine on vacation
Things I did in my hood situations, oh well
Probably was a bad father to my first born
Love her to death, but I ain't been home since my first song
Provided for her, but money can't replace a father for her
Plus I got a son, blessed with kids, yeah, man, I adore them
And I was sure I was gonna leave this life too fast
I got guardian angels came down and saved my ass
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name
Y'all know the deal
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name
It's only real
And in my cups brown fills my brain
Can't stop it, can't stop it, yeah
And in my cups brown fills my brain
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name
Won't go away
I'm afraid
Your love will blow me away
New York City, stand up!
New York City, stand up!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
This that Nas
That Za Za
That New York
That Za Za
That Nas
