Lyrics Harriet Tubman - Dj Showtime, Kodak Black

Harriet Tubman

Runaway love
Like a runaway slave, ayy
Like a runaway slave, better run or you get hung
I done walked 'way from some things, I’m a walk off with my son
I just walked off with my son, on top of that he won
I don’t talk I got a gun, If we fall off, bitch, we done
Can’t fall off, I got funds, I fall off then I’m dumb
Had to run away from my girl, she done ran up out of trust
I done ran up out of love
I done ran up out of love
You said you had enough, so I went out to the club
Can’t drink 'cause I’m too young, but today I’m getting drunk
So motherfucking tired, been runnin' all my life
Oh, I’ve been runnin' all my life
Runnin' all my life
Harriet Tubman, I’ve been runnin' all my life, ayy
I’m standin' at the stretch line
Kunta Kinte, all my life, I had the fire
In the projects, all my life, I had to grind
Young nigga had to hustle to survive
Remember I was underground, now everybody on my line
Put the hood on TV, every day I’m on the rise
I done rescued all my niggas, you ain’t gotta slang that iron
They changed on a nigga, so I left they ass behind
Feel like Harriet Tubman
I ain’t stop, I kept runnin', they was actin' funny
I said the money train was coming, feel like Harriet Tubman
I was posted on the Ugly, I was caught in tracks
Came back with some money
Tryna do me like I’m Emmett Till
Runnin' like a fugitive
Jamestown, Virginia, slavery started and it’s still is
2019, we’ll be free after 400 years
I done got heartless
Attitude, cognitive
Street took my conscience
Been so long I shed a tear
Blood, sweat in my vent
Everything get a vent
I’m a need bloodshed
Make ya mama shed a tear
You don’t care 'bout how I feel
What it took to get right here
Made a lot of sacrifices, yeah
Still I had to fight out here
Haitian revolutionary, but my lady France
Standin' at the stretch line barefoot
I feel like Toussaint, I feel like Boukman
I’m standin' at the stretch line barefoot
They gave my dawg a long sentence, hit him with the textbook
Hit him with the textbook, he can’t even read
His family never finna go seem him, 'cause they sent him way up to Creek
The society corrupted we going through modernized slavery
Sell a black male to a plantation
Like a slave master sell a black male to a plantation
Bust a lick, right on Plantation
Double back, hit a lick right on Plantation
What happened to salvation?
Sniper Gang, I’m tryna build a foundation
And I’m runnin' like I’m Harriet Tubman
I’m runnin' like I’m Harriet Tubman
Yeah, I’m runnin' like I’m Harriet Tubman
I’m runnin' like I’m Harriet Tubman
Runnin' like I’m Harriet Tubman
Runnin' like I’m Harriet Tubman
Runnin' like I’m Harriet Tubman
Runnin' like I’m Harriet Tubman
Runnin' like I’m Jesse James
Like I’m tryna get away
Runnin' like a runaway slave
I just wanna runaway
Ain’t never ran before, so what’s gonna make me run today?
I just want to fly
I just want to fly away, I just want to fly
I just want to fly away-ay
I just want to fly
I just want to fly away-ay
I just want to fly
Feel like Harriet Tubman
I ain’t stop, I kept runnin', they was actin' funny
I said the money train coming, I feel like Harriet Tubman
I was posted on the Ugly, I was caught in tracks
Came back with some money
Feel like Harriet Tubman
I ain’t stop, I kept runnin', they was actin' funny
I said the money train coming, I feel like Harriet Tubman
I was posted on the Ugly, I was caught in tracks
Came back with some money