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letra de paper chasin' - farhaan abdul

[chorus]
i just wanna…..
pull up in that ‘rari; cop a new mercedes
tell my mom “i’m sorry”, look what happened to your baby
now i’m ru-
runnin’ away, i’m runnin’ away from home…[x2]
focused on the cash; i know it doesn’t last
but it’s just a distraction, don’t wanna think about the past
so i’m ru-
runnin’ away, i’m runnin’ away from home….[x2]

[verse 1]
got me thinkin’ ’bout my past life
don’t know how but i remember it like it was last night
how could she just backbite? askin’ me to hold hands
bringing me to slow dance, seduce me with that romance
now that i’m a grown man; gotta be responsible
hard to pay the bills when, all i got’s a pocket full of love
at the hospital, the doctor pulled the plug
cause i couldn’t pay for drugs, lookin’ down from up above
like “d-mn…”; wishin’ i could press rewind
relive a couple moments for the second time
pick up all the pieces that were left behind
then i think about the cheese and i’m like never, mind….
time; my only enemy, sometimes i feel like i’m just wastin’ memory
why should i remember you? you ‘prolly don’t remember me
but that was elementary, and now i got the tendency to

[chorus]
pull up in that ‘rari; cop a new mercedes
tell my mom “i’m sorry”, look what happened to your baby
now i’m ru-
runnin’ away, i’m runnin’ away from home…[x2]
focused on the cash; i know it doesn’t last
but it’s just a distraction, don’t wanna think about the past
so i’m ru-
runnin’ away, i’m runnin’ away from home….[x2]

[verse 2]
and i’ve been havin’ flashbacks
remember when i was that little kid who had that backpack
how can i move past that? every time i close my eyes
visions of my past, will forever be immortalized
i was movin’ t’wards the skies….it was my birthright
have you ever seen a baby bird take its first flight?
risin’ like a phoenix, they was told that i would burn bright
so they stole my light, i feel like jesus in the church like
“d-mn….”; how was i too blind to see
i ain’t the one they idolized in society
they ain’t lookin’ at the things thats inside of me
they just lookin’ at the chains, and the diamond, piece….
free; from a slave, i’ve become a master, havin’ mad discussions with my pastor
tellin’ me i’m just a rapper, f-ck the covers and the chapters
judgin’ me not by my pages, but the things i’m runnin’ after
trynna’

- farhaan abdul

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