Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Long Run, artist - Smino. Album song blkswn, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 13.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Zero Fatigue
Song language: English
Long Run |
| Where I was growing up |
| They called coroner |
| Around the corner |
| Every morning |
| Where the fuck Tom Joyner? |
| No fair, it ain’t fair how |
| The murder rate |
| Fermanate Ferguson out to Fairground |
| Shit made me wanna |
| Sell my soul through the music |
| Put the streams on water |
| Ancestors on my head |
| My uncle my barber |
| Blood suckas want my bread |
| So I ordered the garlic |
| Hustled too hard, these blessings ain’t yours |
| So when I |
| Pull up and park it, my front seat a toilet |
| Shit of |
| Course I’m a target, they hope I get martyred |
| Lose ya |
| Corpse in a corporation |
| Ten years of cooperation |
| Been wanting to throw bows at Becky |
| Been wanting to throw jabs at Jason |
| Gotdamn need a long vacation |
| Bong rip and a bad bitch |
| Thick fine with them dimples on it |
| Love how it shake when it’s that thick |
| Lil' seminar on the simmer down |
| Feel a lil' more ambitious now |
| Never doubt what you dream about |
| Never fear what you feelin' now |
| Even when you knew my truths |
| Even when you knew my mistakes |
| Said you loved me anyway |
| Said you loved me anyway |
| Oh Lord, gimme a sign |
| Show me a way |
| I been alone |
| I been afraid |
| And you were s’posed to be there for me in the |
| Long run |
| What have you done? |
| Where I was growing up |
| Stanley and Marlon |
| Did it big on the corner, every morning |
| Had etc on 'em |
| Encountered a jump out |
| Them boys undercover |
| To fuck us it all made sense now |
| Shit made me wanna |
| Tippy toe when I’m moving |
| Pray I don’t get bothered |
| Cut my hair low for the gig |
| Can’t nap on the guala |
| Only way they let me in |
| Was speaking so very proper |
| But fuck that, no it don’t stop here |
| I knock the sign over speeding |
| Traits of the greatest, I’m balling |
| Tracy McGrady |
| I swear I, hate police, hate them |
| Nah nigga, they don’t wanna see me shine |
| Straight to the paper regardless |
| Bitch we ballin' |
| Not a slave to the fear |
| Anymore, I won’t allow it |
| Watchin' tapes of these kids gettin' killed |
| Lookin' like me |
| Cut that shit off |
| They can’t desensitize me |
| I realized that in clusters they can’t touch us |
| I’ve been tusslin' with my brothers and my sisters about lovin' |
| 'Cause this country don’t love us |
| It ain’t for us, mane, fuck 'em |
| And you were s’posed to be there for me in the |
| Long run |
| What have you done? |
| Don’t give me no |
| Give me no reason to doubt you |
| 'Cause I was living just fine |
| Living my life without you |
| And you were s’posed to be there for me in the |
| Long run |
| What have you done? |