"Runnin'" lyrics

[Talha Anjum:]
I keep 'em runnin', runnin', runnin', jaise mein he coach
Mujhe pata hai shit is funny, but it's not a joke
Mujhe sunte hain croron may on popular demand
Aur jou dedh hoshiyari karay, lete proper hum remand
Bada sound, badi soch, karun bade-bade kaam
Mere shows pe naaqis hojate saare intezaam
When we pull up tou phir chaos, the hype is mad
Urdu rap game pe ikhtiyar ab bhi hai
Jisko shakk hai uski soch he hogi jhaant ke baraber
Chaar rapper kaate beech se, woh aath ke baraber
Launde baatein tou karte hain, par kis baat ki bina par?
Mein sulah nahi karta, mein karun islaah yahan par
So you keep runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'
For your life boy
This that Kattar Karachi, saat sau chhiyasi, AK-47 type shit
Mein Mr. Most-Streamed
Itne gaane likhun aaj kal, mujhe chahiye typist
On top of that I need Versace, new Balance
Gucci, Prada and then some Nikes
Let it go one time

So you keep runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'
For your life boy (Runnin' for your life boy)
This that Kattar Karachi, saat sau chhiyasi, AK-47 type shit
(Kattar Karachi, you know)
So you keep runnin', runnin', runnin'
Like they're coming for you (Yeah)
You keep running, par tu kar nahi sakta outrun (Yeah, yeah)
So you keep runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'
For your life boy (Runnin' for your life)

[JJ47:]
Khaali bottlein hain, peene wala jaam janay
Lafz banay qeemti, iska har ek daam janay
Aise kaamon may padega tou anjaam janay
Mujhe mera Khuda janay, tujhe tera Ram janay
Boss life jee rahe naukri se bhaage hue
Teen raatein non-stop bhai log jagay hue
Pait bharay rehte jabke bade faqay hue
Pistol dashboard may aur sheher poora naqay hue
Chahiye more money, more money, more money
Khoon baha yaaron ka, yeh real hardcore money
Chheene niwalay nahi, yeh nahi koi chor money
Five star life kyunke karti bada shor money
Maula madad! I need more time
Mein jou soch raha, kar nahi sakta yahan pe rhyme
Ek he baat pe ho daava, ek he baat pe hun qaayem
Kya ab aayega ya guzar chuka mera prime, Oh Lord!
Smoking too much, mujhe half-half dikhta hai
Kaalay chehre pe tou chitta saaf-saaf dikhta hai
Mujhe chaaron taraf paap-paap dikhta hai
Baap bada hoke bhi tou baap-baap dikhta hai

[Talha Anjum:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
So you keep runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'
For your life boy (Runnin' for your life boy)
This that Kattar Karachi, saat sau chhiyasi, AK-47 type shit
(Kattar Karachi, you know)
So you keep runnin', runnin', runnin'
Like they're coming for you
You keep running, par tu kar nahi sakta outrun
So you keep runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' runnin'
For your life boy (Runnin' for your life)