Runaway

Bitch I'm god
Put you on the floor
I Might break a bitch cause you a hoe
Bitch I'm cold
I can't fold
Keep on going
Bitch I'm god
Put you on the floor
I might break a bitch cause you a hoe
Bitch I'm cold
Bitch Im cold
Bitch I'm cold
Bitch I'm

Just runaway
Just runaway
Just runaway
Just runaway
Just runaway
Just runaway
Just runaway
Just runaway
Just runaway
Just runaway
Just runaway
Just runaway

Runaway
Runaway
I always runaway I know there's shit to say go away anyways
Don't hit me back
I can't relax
She told me she's sad
Told her there's drugs for that
Told her there's drugs for that
Cats in the cradle
No silver spoon
Queue
The part of the song where I tell you I'm bruised
I got no views so what is the point
They don't care
Got it tattooed on my loins
Been there where they kick and spit abuse your soul
Leave just enough so you can make it home
But I ain't make it home
I ain't make it home
I aint
I ain't
Make it home

Just runaway
Just runaway
Just runaway
Just runaway



Credits
Writer(s): Jake Marcov
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