Yeah I've been running from my god damn self
Know overthinking's freaking weak I can't contain myself
So sick of drinking smoking f*cking so I ask myself
"What the f*ck is it giving me if I can't help myself?"
I slipped into the f*cking MADNESS when I took your help
I should've looked at all your baggage, asked him "What's your smell?"
Hey yo man someone f*cking pack it, I'm tryna relieve myself
Somebody pass me the f*cking blunt before I kill myself
Well
I know its kinda blunt
But you ain't never ever witnessed this kinda stuff
Momma close to overdosing hoping that she still breathing
I thank God every single second that I found my reason
Not leaving
Still Singing
And not for me just my niece
Man she the only thing in this world that makes my knees feel weak
See her mother in every other face she makes and she so pure
So what's the cure?
I guess I better run
I guess I better run
I guess I better run
It isn't fun
Okay!
Subvert the urge to fight back tears
It's hard to fight them bitches back when you done fought back years
I thought I told your stupid ass to bring it right back here
Now listen clear
So if you isn't running
Just know I'm steady gunning
Singin something for the pain
F.Ali - RUN! (Or at Least from Myself) Lyrics
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English
Yeah I've been running from my god damn self
Know overthinking's freaking weak I can't contain myself
So sick of drinking smoking f*cking so I ask myself
"What the f*ck is it giving me if I can't help myself?"
I slipped into the f*cking MADNESS when I took your help
I should've looked at all your baggage, asked him "What's your smell?"
Hey yo man someone f*cking pack it, I'm tryna relieve myself
Somebody pass me the f*cking blunt before I kill myself
Well
I know its kinda blunt
But you ain't never ever witnessed this kinda stuff
Momma close to overdosing hoping that she still breathing
I thank God every single second that I found my reason
Not leaving
Still Singing
And not for me just my niece
Man she the only thing in this world that makes my knees feel weak
See her mother in every other face she makes and she so pure
So what's the cure?
I guess I better run
I guess I better run
I guess I better run
It isn't fun
Okay!
Subvert the urge to fight back tears
It's hard to fight them bitches back when you done fought back years
I thought I told your stupid ass to bring it right back here
Now listen clear
So if you isn't running
Just know I'm steady gunning
Singin something for the pain
Know overthinking's freaking weak I can't contain myself
So sick of drinking smoking f*cking so I ask myself
"What the f*ck is it giving me if I can't help myself?"
I slipped into the f*cking MADNESS when I took your help
I should've looked at all your baggage, asked him "What's your smell?"
Hey yo man someone f*cking pack it, I'm tryna relieve myself
Somebody pass me the f*cking blunt before I kill myself
Well
I know its kinda blunt
But you ain't never ever witnessed this kinda stuff
Momma close to overdosing hoping that she still breathing
I thank God every single second that I found my reason
Not leaving
Still Singing
And not for me just my niece
Man she the only thing in this world that makes my knees feel weak
See her mother in every other face she makes and she so pure
So what's the cure?
I guess I better run
I guess I better run
I guess I better run
It isn't fun
Okay!
Subvert the urge to fight back tears
It's hard to fight them bitches back when you done fought back years
I thought I told your stupid ass to bring it right back here
Now listen clear
So if you isn't running
Just know I'm steady gunning
Singin something for the pain
Writer: Shawn Farooqui
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid