Lyrics Don't Run (feat. A-Trak) - A-Trak , Travis Thompson
Yah
Yo,
heh-heh
I
was
snot-nosed,
cross-eyed,
dozing
off,
and
stealing
shit
Stalked-home,
wide-eyed,
rolling
past
the
dealership
Like:
"oo,
need
me
one
of
them"
--
and
"Oo,
fuck
the
fundamentals"
--
you
Could
be
one
of
them
to
make
it
out
your
residential
Who'd
of
thought
I'd
get
a
sec,
or
more
than
momma'
interest
Imma
fuck
the
ceiling
up
--
y'all
ain't
seen
my
limits
yet
Crash
into
the
Heavens'
gates
and
stumble
down
the
center
steps
Emerging
on
the
interstate
while
shawty
gave
me
intellect,
and
oo
It
don't
fit
well,
family
in
abyss
still
Forty
guzzle,
forty
water,
playing
off
a
twin
twelves
Off
the
muscle,
someone
thought
of
rolling
while
I
fishtail
Thought
I'd
get
some
money
mining
tack,
I
guess
that
ship
sailed
Heh,
met
a
demon
by
the
airport
and
he
told
me
(what'd
he
say)
"Everybody
with
some
weed
is
not
your
homie"
(that's
a
given)
"Everybody
with
a
million
probably
lonely"
(but
they
living)
"Everybody
need
fulfillment
and
it's
only
fed
a
few
ways"
Pulled
up
out
my
momma's,
but
I'm
off
and
out
the
suitcase
Stock
into
the
saving,
imma
pop
it
on
my
Bruce
Wayne
I
be
off
the
Jamie,
but
tonight
I'm
off
the
Dusse
Benna
booked
the
flight,
it
wasn't
up
until
my
truce
came,
heh
Now
I'm
all-in
this
bitch
We've
been
sipping,
got
it
twitching,
and
it's
all-in
this
wrist
Bitch,
I
live
for
bad
decisions
--
I
love
calling
in
sick
What's
the
good
in
having
fun
if
it's
all-in
the
sense?
And
if
I
know
one
thing
it's
I
don't
know
none
But
a
smoke-life
hound
need
both
lungs
Be
alert
in
case
it's
twelve
and
your
folks
come
Think
I'll
finally
be
a
man
today
--
I
don't
run
If
I
know
one
thing
it's
I
don't
know
none
But
a
smoke-life
hound
need
both
lungs
Be
alert
in
case
it's
twelve
and
your
folks
come
Think
I'll
finally
be
a
man
today
--
I
don't
run
Yo
Hit
the
park
around
ten
By
eleven,
it's
weed
By
twelve,
we
were
sipping,
linking
with
hoes
every
week
Just
a
kid
with
some
friends
probably
too
old
for
his
good
But,
at
school,
he
the
leader
--
maybe
he's
misunderstood?
Maybe
it's
due
to
the
block,
maybe
it's
due
to
the
net
Maybe
it's
due
to
the
scotch,
I
tell
my
father's
regrets
Maybe
it's
due
to
free-will:
a
kid
in
church,
I
was
slapped
I'm
popping
Adderall
like
Limitless
and
failing
my
tests
We
wasn't
college-bound
We
was
headed
southeast
on
the
five
to
hit
a
college-town
Trying
to
find
whoever
with
the
shits
--
they
had
a
solid
count
Rarely
--
I
mean
rarely
--
do
we
show
up
and
it's
all
announced
Go
head,
pass
it
all
around
Now
I'm
in
a
meeting,
they
be
like:
"how's
all
that
sound?"
Goofy
students'
stupid
watch
Show
up
on
they
pot-a-pound
Used
to
pray
I'd
get
a
shot
Bitch,
I
do
the
calling
now
We
was
trying
imagine
that
they
asking
if
we
all
in-town
And
that
be
rare
'cause
I'm
missing
half
the
time
Just
the
symptoms
how
I'm
living
Getting
lifted,
lacking
sight
In
the
vision,
knew
it's
different
when
she
grab
me
from
the
flight
Pick
me
up
and
I
said
nothing,
but
she
didn't
ask
me
why,
man
Said
If
I
know
one
thing
it's
I
don't
know
none
But
the
damaged
try
to
dream
and
then
their
hope
dies
Rode
a
battleship
for
healing
shit
--
it's
post
up
Oh,
the
HD
spitter,
HD
--
get
the
close
up
Said,
if
I
know
one
thing
it's
I
don't
know
none
But
a
smoke-life
hound
need
both
lungs
Be
alert
in
case
it's
twelve
and
your
folks
come
Think
I'll
finally
be
a
man
today
--
I
don't
run
If
I
know
one
thing
it's
I
don't
know
none
But
a
smoke-life
hound
need
both
lungs
Be
alert
in
case
it's
twelve
and
your
folks
come
Think
I'll
finally
be
a
man
today
--
I
don't
run
Don't
run
Don't
run
Don't
run
Don't
run
Sometimes,
I
forget
to
be
grateful
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