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run - marcellus juvann lyrics

[intro]
yeah aye
yeah uh
we recording
alright

[verse 1]
it was 1993
the year my mama made a g
daddy he was never ’round
he was married to them streets
roll with the homies
to clock up the dollars
to sip on the remy
and f*ck on the freaks
can’t be offended
’cause i made decisions like he
i left the house as a teen
i was like f*ck it
told granny i love her
but i gotta figure out
who i’ma be
can not be stagnate
just stuck at the crib
working a job
that ain’t for me
searching for the come up
gotta get my funds up
pick up the mic
or hung on the corner
my only two options in here
that’s what it’s like
when you’re living your whole life in fear
fear of not doing sh*t wit ya life
losing hope, you broke
cut off the lights in ya home
ya rope is getting short
you a joke
you better just give in
call ya folks
but then you’ll be giving up
how in the h*ll can i give this up?
all of the time i spent
rhymes that i spit
better come back with somethin’
and i’ma need forbes lists
so i’ma need back end and door splits
and i’ma need god to endorse this
so we really prophet
boy, i really i got it
now we really poppin’
and i used to split a four for four with my n*ggas
now i’m kicking down the door with my n*ggas
wow, look at lil celly cell
run and tell the fam he doing well
ok
[chorus]
i ain’t doing ok, i’m doing great
made it here and i did this sh*t my way
n*ggas wanna put they hands all in my plate, huh
you gonna have to take my life, okay
i, *gunshot*

[interlude]
*running*
f*ck this sh*t
f*ck
f*ck this sh*t
f*ck

[pre*chorus]
you can’t hide from me, eh eh
’cause i will find you
i will find you
ooh ooh ooh
you can’t hide from me, eh eh
’cause i will find you
i will find you
ooh

[chorus 2]
run n*gga n*gga
run n*gga n*gga run
run n*gga n*gga
run n*gga n*gga run
duck n*gga n*gga
duck n*gga n*gga duck
aw sh*t you f*cked
uh
run n*gga n*gga
run n*gga n*gga run
run n*gga n*gga
run n*gga n*gga run
duck n*gga n*gga
duck n*gga n*gga duck
aw sh*t you f*cked
[verse 2]
lately been thinking about my past
won’t let it f*ck up my future
can’t out run it
them demons is out hunting
i used to be one of ’em
tired of running from all the pressure
i just wanted to rap
but it ain’t happen that fast
might as well get a job
might as well sell a pack
weight of world on my back
it’s hard to stay focused
when life seem so hopeless
i take a pull to relax
exhale laying flat on my back
tired of acting like i’m good when i’m not
tired of their songs, they cap a whole lots
tired of barely havin’ enough for my rent
tired of counting money before the sh*t spent
tired of bags under my eyes, them hoes full
but back account in the minus
owe couple bands to school
they taught us
everything we ain’t need to know
it’s tough to keep running
when there’s nowhere left to go
[outro]
*running*
this way, this way
look out!
*gunshot*
oh sh*t, you good?

- marcellus juvann lyrics

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