Killer Mike – RUN Lyrics

Killer Mike RUN Lyrics (feat. Young Thug & Dave Chappelle)

God don’t like ugly, I ain’t one to judge
Whole, whole lot of gold Cubans weigh a ton
Say I kept it solid when it’s all said and done

All I know is keep going, run, n**** run
Momma told me never fold, run, n**** run
Like Jenny told Forest Gump, run, n**** run
The race for freedom ain’t won, run, n**** run
Had to make it out the red clay, run, n**** run

The Westside of Atlanta, yeah, that’s where I’m from (Flatlands)
Outside I was hands on like a glove (Batman)
Moving like my n**** N.O.R.E. eatin’ on the run
Still an underground king and that’s word to Bun
Locked in like Rice Street without a bond
I was playing with the powder way before LeBron
My wife was born a red head, but now she a blonde
Politicians lie and your favorite rapper is a con
Don’t check for me without a check for me, that’s a hun (Bluest)
The only L’s I wear is followed by Vuitton (Louis)
Get money and the power, teach ’em while they young

Blessed to make it out the slums, run, n**** run
All I know is keep going, run, n**** run
Momma told me never fold, run, n**** run
Like Jenny told Forest Gump, run, n**** run
The race to freedom ain’t won, run, n**** run
This for the ones that never won, hurt feelings going numb
Beat the odds like a drum
Run, run, n**** run
Run, run, n**** run
Run, run, n**** run

I put some brand new Margiela on my bitch
Thinking the same, but it ain’t banking the same
I put some brand new Margiela on my bitch
Thinking the same, but it ain’t banking the same
I put a brand new fluoresce on her wrist
I bought that bitch a new Patek plain Jane
This a bigger boat, we ain’t sinking the same
This a PJ, we are not on the same plane
(Yeah, god damn) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yellow diamonds like the sun (Yeah)
And I keep it 101 (Yeah)
Run (Take off)
Trappin’ out, I’m mama’s son
Now a n**** on that run
Now a n**** shooting fun (Ooh, ooh)
I keep this shit on a tightrope
On A PJ with no night clothes
We just had fucked, why it’s tight though
Why it’s tight, I signed the check like a typo
Rescue the trenches, all of the kiddies, we gon’ escape on a yacht boat

We gaining weight like Big Pun, run, n**** run
Installing this shit in my son, run, n**** run (Ooh)
Green interior lawn, run, n**** run
Doctor Martin boots when I come, run, n**** run

All I know is keep going, run, n**** run
Momma told me never fold, run, n**** run
Like Jenny told Forest Gump, run, n**** run
The race to freedom ain’t won, run, n**** run
This for the ones that never won, hurt feelings going numb
Beat the odds like a drum
Run, run, n**** run
Run, run, n**** run
Run, run, n**** run

    Lyrics Details:

  • Written by: Warryn Campbell, Michael Render, Dion Wilson, Bryan Jones, Jeffrey Lamar Williams II, Damien Romel Farmer lll, Dennis Brown
  • Album: RUN
  • Released: 2022