Текст песни On the Run - Timpmo

Militant considering I'm a Felony complexion melanin up late nights
Like letterman they closed so many doors didn't want let me in
Embrace the hate I kept It all in she spread that pussy and I fall
In I broke that ounce down with a safety pin ain't scared of threats
I know many men wanna see my demise glock 19 gen 5 I spent the block
In a hashback mobties you know the opps died but that's my past past
Left skid marks in the scatpack that pussy got a ass trap what I
Fronted you cant match that I'm kicking flavor like I'm craig mack
Open yo eyes this a eye test you do me dirty play like a teachers
Pet I'm poppin out like cassette eject I wonder how it feels to be a
Better me I want it all ain't no settling round of applause
For my audemars piguet

I'm on the run and it don't feel like it feel like it
Im on the run and it dont feel like feel like it

Back on road whoa loads in the dashboard fast foward passport bungalow
At the resort Imma camcord on the beach shore she fuck me good like
What you working towards catch me if you can I saw ribbons in the sky
My partner playing in disguise friend or foe beat the pot everytime Im
Behind that wall Im asking for another chance cuz a nigga freedom so
Delicate staying focused to much commotion when I die pour my
Combustion in the ocean

I'm on the run and it don't feel like It feel like It
Im on the run and it dont feel like feel like It
Im on the run and it dont feel like it feel like It
Im on the run and It don't feel like it feel like It