Run Like That by E.B. Lyrics
[Verse 1: EB]
This life is a race only saved by the grace
Cuz I never know when I might go
With a nine mill to my head, cuffed down, profiled
White lines, white eyes, bloodshot white eyes, tears fly
Same die rolled for the game of life
Fears be heightened with the lies you believe in, false achievement
We be weakened, you believe shit
Tell me freedom is a lie
Tell me Eden is a right turn from the house
Next to an overdose
Generation raised on Xanax, ease the pain
Couple doobies to the face, a real shame
Ease the soul with a couple 808s, claiming
This the only way a nigga out from this mess, huh
This ain't the only way though
A nigga like to run, choke when the pressure up
Left his main bub behind
Little niggy took it from the behind
Emulate the one he always looking up to, looking up to
Done with ya, bitch, done with ya shit
Done with belief of a better life
We gonna strife
Done with ya, I'm just gonna run
Till I find another one
[Hook 1: x2]
I only run like that if the cops nearby
If the cops nearby, with the heat on the side, with the heat on the side
Imma walk real fly
[Verse 2: V.RI]
Taking my life like I’m taking my time
Faking look nice, I’m behind all these rhymes
Vision is this, it’s the end of the line
Fucking on beat when I’m fucking on beats
Recognise real when I reckon you’ll see
I ain’t no man I’m the boy OP
Oh shit, I walk in this bitch
Trump with me I hit you with the clip
Swerve doing donuts, I hit you with the whip
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit
Obama, he be my bitch
Living my life I ain’t ever walking home
Fear of getting stabbed and bleeding on the floor
Darkness caves in and my fate is set in stone
Popo gotta save me, even if I killed their bro
Blicky got the stiffy, uh
Black man lookin shifty, uh
Twenty to the chesty, uh
Body looking messy, uh
Checks looking hefty, uh
Bad profit sell me, uh
Fuck bitches, sell crack, kill cops
Should be get jobs, big business, grow stocks
Bitch, you ain't fucking with me, aye
[Hook 2]
I only run like that if the cops nearby
If the cops nearby, with the heat on the side, with the heat on the side
Imma walk real fly
I only run like that if the cops nearby
If the cops nearby, with the shot in the thigh, with the shot in the thigh
Imma walk 'till I die
This life is a race only saved by the grace
Cuz I never know when I might go
With a nine mill to my head, cuffed down, profiled
White lines, white eyes, bloodshot white eyes, tears fly
Same die rolled for the game of life
Fears be heightened with the lies you believe in, false achievement
We be weakened, you believe shit
Tell me freedom is a lie
Tell me Eden is a right turn from the house
Next to an overdose
Generation raised on Xanax, ease the pain
Couple doobies to the face, a real shame
Ease the soul with a couple 808s, claiming
This the only way a nigga out from this mess, huh
This ain't the only way though
A nigga like to run, choke when the pressure up
Left his main bub behind
Little niggy took it from the behind
Emulate the one he always looking up to, looking up to
Done with ya, bitch, done with ya shit
Done with belief of a better life
We gonna strife
Done with ya, I'm just gonna run
Till I find another one
[Hook 1: x2]
I only run like that if the cops nearby
If the cops nearby, with the heat on the side, with the heat on the side
Imma walk real fly
[Verse 2: V.RI]
Taking my life like I’m taking my time
Faking look nice, I’m behind all these rhymes
Vision is this, it’s the end of the line
Fucking on beat when I’m fucking on beats
Recognise real when I reckon you’ll see
I ain’t no man I’m the boy OP
Oh shit, I walk in this bitch
Trump with me I hit you with the clip
Swerve doing donuts, I hit you with the whip
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit
Obama, he be my bitch
Living my life I ain’t ever walking home
Fear of getting stabbed and bleeding on the floor
Darkness caves in and my fate is set in stone
Popo gotta save me, even if I killed their bro
Blicky got the stiffy, uh
Black man lookin shifty, uh
Twenty to the chesty, uh
Body looking messy, uh
Checks looking hefty, uh
Bad profit sell me, uh
Fuck bitches, sell crack, kill cops
Should be get jobs, big business, grow stocks
Bitch, you ain't fucking with me, aye
[Hook 2]
I only run like that if the cops nearby
If the cops nearby, with the heat on the side, with the heat on the side
Imma walk real fly
I only run like that if the cops nearby
If the cops nearby, with the shot in the thigh, with the shot in the thigh
Imma walk 'till I die