Key: D minor•
Verse 1
When they by themselves,
don't they?
You see them with their wife
"What's up Tony?"
"Hey man,
how's everything going brother?"
"Just taking it easy,
hanging out with the lady"
"Alright,
God bless you, take it easy now"
You be like that nigga ain't like that
You see him by himself,
"What's up Tony?"
"Hey yo, where's the
bitches at nigga?"
Verse 2
F
Dm
Yeah, give me my space
Lord ain't enough time to chase
All these dreams,
up "don't wait up"
Stumble home late, I'm drunk,
Used to living free as a bird,
but now I'm laid up
a damn love song?
She ride for a nigga and
Am
Dm
But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga
freaks and real niggas
it's like to be a man
Knowing when you look inside
And you don't wanna let her down
Am
C
But you too young for the settle down
learn what is love about
When you can't live with her
C
Dm
and you can't live without
Oh shit, goddamn,
I think the devil got his hands on me
Stripper saying
"Baby, why don't you throw
And I came to spend
Bb
Dm
fucking games begin
Bb
Dm
I'm run ning
Verse 3
C
Dm
C
Dm
Gm
runaway
Dm
C
Dm
I'm holding on des perately
F
Am
Bb
runaway, runaway
I'm holding on
Verse 4
Bb
When it's all said and done everybody dies
Only pure beginnings
and fake repentance
made in image of Lord
C
Am
Dm
Even the murderer? Even the whore?
Even the nigga running through
bitches on tour?"
C
Bb
With a good girl at home
folding clothes and shit
She losing faith in him and
he knows and shit
C
Am
Dm
Like what the fuck is a break
Don't know how much
I can take no more
C
F
Bb
I give you all I got till it ain't no more
No more tears it's been ten long years,
damn near
Am
Dm
and who can blame her
You complaining 'bout every time you out,
We 'bout to go platinum and
I'm in the crib acting out
Am
C
resses I'd like to bone
out on account of your guilt
She's has got to spend her
C
Dm
nights alone
And she ride or die like Eve and 'em
When you're no longer Superman
At least you know you got Lois Lane
Verse 5
Dm
C
Bb
Runaway, runaway, runaway,
C
Dm
C
Dm
Gm
runaway
C
Dm
I'm holding on desperately
F
Am
Bb
runaway, runaway
I'm holding on
Verse 6
Bb
Dm
Yeah, unbelievable seen evil
that not even Knievel know
was three below
Bb
C
Imagine if my confidence was
This just in,
fucked more bitches than Bieber though
Still I keep it low,
C
Dm
passing skates and tucking laces
Old perverted white man who
told me: "Jermaine
It's all pink on the inside,
Wise words from an indecent man
Made me reflect on the times when
where your lady at
Dm
Bb
C
Dm
9 months later got a baby, that's
Am
Dm
Not quite what you expec ted,
but you
Refuse to neglect it, cause you
F
Bb
Know your wifey loves you,
does you refuse to accept it?
F
Dm
That's that type shit that tell
C
Am
Dm
why my granny light- skinned
Rich white man rule the nation still
the chains still concealed
if I follow my heart to save myself
Could I run away from 50 mill
C
Dm
like Dave Chappelle?
Verse 7
You know
C
Bb
runaway
Am
C
Bb
runaway, runaway
Outro 1
I'm holding on
Bb
Dm
Bb
C
Dm
F
Dm
Am
Dm
A
Bb
Dm
A
Edim
Bb
Gm
Bb
Gm
Dm
G
C
Bb
Dm
Gm
Dm
C
Dm
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