Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On the Run, artist - Dom Kennedy.
Date of issue: 04.11.2021
Song language: English
On the Run |
Yea |
Yea |
Yea |
Aye |
Look |
I come from the land of the scandalous, yea |
I come from the land of bad habits, yea |
Gang signs, weed smoke, hit 'em up for fun |
Back then they thought we wouldn’t see 21 |
Look like we ran past it in a automatic |
We don’t take any chances, blowing any static |
I made her do a trick, real acrobatic |
Act innocent but she freak status |
Yea, OPM about to blow |
And I’m rocking cut and sew, if she a ho then she a ho |
I can’t be crying 'bout that, I ain’t lying 'bout that |
This the scene in the movie where the mob strike back |
We got black fedora hats and black and grey tats |
Shop on Fairfax and eat breakfast at Jacks, yea |
To me, it’s the Westside over everything |
I’m up at six in the morning like Ice T |
Counting cash, living fast |
Ski mask, a hundred racks |
Body bags, blue rags |
Red rags, LA hats |
I come from the land of the scandalous, yea |
I come from the land of bad habits, yea |
Gang signs, weed smoke, hit 'em up for fun |
Back then they thought we wouldn’t see 21 |
Yea |
Look how we made it official |
New car every 12 months, I buy it with my residuals |
I’m on La Brea at the light playing Spice 1 |
I bet on my niggas when we had nothing |
Them Motorola pagers, now we major players |
Been having meetings in skyscrapers |
I’m 'bout paper, love, and great memories |
And great sex I want a hundred G’s |
If it’s good throw it up, light it, take a puff |
Helicopter out, another nigga on the run |
Driving home late night, got my eyes low |
When I look to the right, I see five-0 |
Make this quick left, yea it’s time to go |
It’s weed in the trunk, they could get us both |
Military Jordans, they my favorite pair |
It hurt to see my homie in a wheelchair |
Counting cash, living fast |
Ski mask, a hundred racks |
Body bags, blue rags |
Red rags, LA hats |