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RUNAWAY (Explicit) - Kid Rohan
Lyrics by：Rohan Ayyar/Dwayne Michael Carter Jr.
Composed by：Rohan Ayyar
Scared of too much okay
I been out too much okay
Can't fit two yeah no way
I'ma run away run away run away
Team go too up okay
Countin' up too much okay
Can't get through us no way
No runaway runaway runaway runaway
Pop out of place huh
I got a lot to say huh
Nobody stoppin' this pace
Doubters done got out the way
That happens when you at the top of the space
Baby you not in this race
Me and myself I do not imitate
Livin' my dreams in six hundred square feet state
Lil' boys can't drop what I make
'Cause I'm the man uh I don't believe in the can't's
Y'all magic is fine when I move my hands huh
I ain't playin' with this life 'cause
I know it's something I can't do again huh
Turn a hater to a stan
I cannot quit 'cause that's who I am
Lookin' in the mirror and I feel like ah
Feelin' like him I'm feelin' like him
Kid why you droppin' all the music man
I cannot miss can't lose my chance
Been calling dibs no Invader Zim
Short king but I still slam dunk in the rim
Trendsetter you lucky if you one of the trends
I lost myself but I won him again
Runaway runaway runaway runaway
I been in the future like an XO chain
Test-test-test my money can't test my fate
Tryna put me in a box then I get away
Can't ask for love 'cause you never get it
If it's a cold world and you can't be saved
Lotta people talk down on my name
But I know that I'm gon' make it anyway Kid
Scared of too much okay
I been out too much okay
Can't fit two yeah no way
I'ma run away run away run away
Team go too up okay
Countin' up too much okay
Can't get through us no way
No runaway runaway runaway runaway
I can't listen to you I got combos right now
She keep rockin' with me 'cause she know I'm not fake
If I got a chance then I'ma take it right now
Tryna take it from me then I'm still gon' find a way
I can't listen to you I got combos right now
She keep rockin' with me 'cause she know I'm not fake
If I got a chance then I'ma take it right now
Them things standing on with their gun for 'em
Heavy in a couple cities don't tell the informers
Chevy sixteen inches ten switches
Drop top old school hold ten *******
Fold 'em riches get both for them digits
No nan' nigga compare the young
Nuts hung low ho prepare your tongue yeah
The game been hurtin' I'm the medicine ahead of them
I aim then squirt at the rest of 'em ********** 'em
I'm the boy on fire like corduroy
Reppin' the ghetto I get money forever
I got two clips stick together that's
A hunnid whatever
Lovin' the cheddar
Call me mozzarella it's no sweat
I could hustle in the hottest weather
I'm Weezy ******* baby lots of terror
PS a few shots to whoever yay
