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runway - emilio rojas lyrics

[hook 2x]
meet me on the runway, runway, runway
meet me on the runway, runway
meet me on the runway, runway, runway
it’s time that we soar, it’s time to take off

[verse one: emilio rojas]
i was getting claustrophobic, my city get small and them walls is closing
i’m living where them winters is long and they hearts is frozen
and women with the slenderest forms would start disrobing
i left the roc and drove into my spot in lower brooklyn
no looking back at them, ladies, i was smashing ‘em
went from chasing -ss to chasing dreams and now i’m catching ‘em
i’m not the king of my city, there ain’t no throne, see?
i am like the president, all its residents chose me
i left my home and came with hopes of gaining global fame
now i’m pulling out all f-cking stops, i’m like a local train
not a lot of opportunity, i’m in the roc and i gotta apply to move to b
on top, now the trap on the block where i get locked up for a two to three
or three to four, that’s what i’m leaving for, i got a dream
and i’m needing more, i gotta be in stores like the dude on shelves
and he moving himself like a ouija board, hey, and i’m moving fast
groupies strapped in a blue-green jag, bend ‘em and i send ‘em
on they way when i’m entering a plane with a toonie bag

[hook 2x]

[verse two: emilio rojas]
i don’t wanna be the one they talk about
like he woulda been something if he gotten out
so i bounce and i did what my father did
i left home and i left my scholarship
never went to colleges and my city never had a lot of jobs to give
and mama didn’t want me in the house to live
so i booked to that brooklyn apartment, i’mma chase my dreams
get ‘em into seats and i make them scream
living and i’m hitting every dique and i’m tripping every week
when they change my sheets, huh? and i’m living like a playboy
with the window tinted on the ‘84, women in the back
and i’m driven by the fact ain’t sh-t legit that they can hate on
upstate by my idol, ain’t n0body taking the t-tle
so i bounce, i don’t wanna be around ‘em, pedaling an ounce
for the sake of survival so i stand with my hand on the bible
fam on my side and i feel too strong, people only mad
‘cause they want what i have but they can’t so they can’t move on
and the plane touch down when i’m in the terminal in my town
then i get determined to make you proud when they heard
that the earner is back around, all i have’s a day
then they know i gotta go back away but i fare thee well
spinning like a carousel when i’m sitting on the baggage claim

[hook 3x]

- emilio rojas lyrics

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