RUN

[Intro: ScHoolboy Q] Fuck you running for, nigga? Ayy, nigga, come here, nigga Let me try that hat on I told you come over here, stupid bitch Come over here with that weak ass hat You bitch ass nigga [Verse: Tyler, The Creator] All y'all niggas smoking y'all brains out In the car called life, took the lame route Going nowhere fast, but you think that you not 'Cause you never hesitate to take the thang out In the drop top, pop the trunk then pop-pop At his drop top, took another lame out Oh, you the big nigga? Take a hit, nigga Well, I hope you understand you ain't shit, nigga 'Cause them niggas whole purpose is to get niggas And make sure that your mama cry the pain out Now that gang's out to get you, but you stuck in the same house Nigga never came out, wow It's a shame how you got sucked in that life But hey, man, at least you got a name now They say you a "real nigga" 'cause you kill niggas Nuts for that ice and that cream banana peel niggas Banana clips spill, niggas wanna bang out For approval, boy, you can't even hang out That light you hit, it was the light I held That's why you never ever see me with my chain out I don't need to, truth they don't feed you Lies what they got on their plate, they gon' eat you They got a homie called Karma, he gon' meet you Better look the other way if he ever see you And run as fast as you can, nigga [Outro: ScHoolboy Q & Toro y Moi] I'm runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin' That's the shit I be talkin' 'bout, though (I'm runnin', I'm runnin') We ain't tryna hear that shit, my nigga (I'm runnin') Cuz, stay preachy, cuz (I'm runnin') Like, nigga, come on, homie (I'm runnin') I don't wanna hear that shit Preachy shit, my nigga Yeah, we all black, who give a fuck, cuz? I'm runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin' I don't give a fuck, nigga Whatchu mean?