J. Cole - Runaway Lyrics
[Intro]Married men act totally different when they're by themselves, don't they?You see them with their wife, like, "what's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?""Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady""Alright, take it easy now, God bless you"You be like that nigga ain't like thatYou see him by himself, "What's up Tony?""Hey, yo, where's the *****es at, nigga?"[Verse 1: J. Cole]Yeah, give me my spaceLord ain't enough time to chase all these dreamsI mean I got no time to waitLove my girl but told her straight up "don't wait up"Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we *****ed then made upUsed to living free as a bird, but now I'm laid upFeeling like a nigga got handcuffs onHow the ***** did my life become a damn love song?She ride for a nigga and she stand up for himBut a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a niggaRide through the streets with freaks and real niggasShe never understand what it's like to be a manKnowing when you look inside yourself you see a niggaAnd you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle downAnd maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love aboutWhen you can't live with her and you can't live withoutOh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on meStripper saying: "Baby, why don't you throw these bands on me?"And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the mother*****ing games beginI'm running...[Hook: J. Cole]Runaway, runaway, runaway, runawayI'm holding on desperatelyRunaway, runaway, runaway, runawayI'm holding on[Verse 2: J. Cole]When it's all said and done everybody diesIn this life ain't no happy endingsOnly pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentanceThe preacher says we were made in image of LordTo which I replied: "Are you sure?Even the murderer? Even the whore?Even the nigga running through *****es on tour?"With a good girl at home folding clothes and shitShe losing faith in him and he knows and shitLike what the ***** is a break, don't know how much I can take no moreI give you all I got till it ain't no moreNo more tears it's been ten long years, damn nearI don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame herYou complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she poutSleeping back to back, this is wackWe 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting outMy childhood fantasies of wife and homeBut it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to boneAnd despite the rumors you hold out on account the guiltShe's has got to spend her nights aloneAnd she ride or die like Eve and 'emMake home cooked meals every eveningAnd even then, your lowest days no longer SupermanAt least you got your Lois LaneBut you...[Hook][Verse 3: J. Cole]Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel knowAt age 3 I knew this world was three belowListen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievableImagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yoThis just in, *****ed more *****es than Bieber thoughStill I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to knowBasis, my manager back in the day was racistI was a young boy, passing skate and tucking lacesOld perverted white man who told me: "Jermaine, It's all pink on the inside***** what color their face is." wise words from an indecent manMade me reflect on the times when we was three-fifths of themAnd change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardiceSlaving in the baking sun for hoursJust to see the master creep into the shack where your lady atNine months later got a baby that not quite what you exceptedBut you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love youDoes you refuse to accept it?That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skinRich white man rule the nation still, only difference is we all slaves nowThe chains still concealed in our thoughtsIf I follow my heart to save myselfCould I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappelle?[Hook]
