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letra de run from me - cha$e £ound

[hook]

why the f-ck you tryna run from me? (don’t run)
why the f-ck you tryna run from me? (don’t run)
yeah why the f-ck you tryna run from me? (don’t run)
yeah, what you think i do this sh-t for free?

[verse]

how the f-ck you gonna call my name like we was kin? (h-ll nah)
you might as well just hit the parlor, get it on your skin. (inky)
i carry swords and sake’ like i’m from j-pan
so get the f-ck from around this d-mn otaku before that choppa tan

since ’95, boy i’ve been hitting l1cks and cracking seals. (lean.)
but ever since that day, you got my heart right by the peels. (h-ll nah)
sophisticated with the way you move those thighs, (god d-mn)
it’s fine enough to make me want to gouge this brotha’s eyes. (he dead!)
how dare you talk to her? i claimed that woman f-cking first, (she’s mine.)
and as a matter of a fact, we made a pact, i tied you to the he-rs-. (to the grave)
you tryna steal my b-tch? well look, i went and sn-tched another
yandere in a mask, so don’t get scared if pillows smother. (don’t do that!)

i’m a monster, you can go and put that on my mother
might get locked up off of that homi’, ask my baby brother. (just ask him)
you tryna steal my b-tch? well look, i went and sn-tched another. (that’s two!)
yandere in a mask, so don’t get scared if pillows smother. (don’t do that!)

[hook]

now why the f-ck you tryna run from me? (don’t do that)
yo, why the f-ck you tryna run from me? (quit runnin’)
why the f-ck you tryna run from me? (don’t run)
oh, b-tch you think i do this sh-t for free? (don’t do that, don’t do that)

[verse]

breathing heavy, got my love life locked up in the chevy
a shovel, bag a rope, you best believe i got it ready. (oppin’!)
i seen those e-mails, boy you got that locked on gmail
but these scales, yeah these scales? they seem to measure meat well. (that sh-t is real!)

i chew you up and spit you out, because i don’t eat no p-ssy
if i see one more status, then you’re bound to f-cking push me
you fly her out and take her down, but you won’t get a look from me. (h-ll nah)
just try to make me jealous and you’ll wind up in the cemetery. (he dead)

no bullet wounds, you know i’ll do it slow. (that’s slow at f-ck)
that hot blowtorch burns you the opposite of snow. (it’s cold out here)
and then i’ll grab the scissors, strip your skin off row-by-row. (by row)
oh god, i think i’ve had enough, it’s time for me to go. (adios, adios)

[hook]

yo, why the f-ck you tryna run from me?
yo, why the f-ck you tryna run from me?
now why the f-ck you tryna run from me?
what you think i do this sh-t for free?

- chae ound

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