Running away is easy (Ooh)
It’s the leaving that’s hard
Running away is easy (Ooh)
It’s the leaving that’s hard
Running away is easy (Ooh)
It’s the leaving that’s hard
Running away is easy (Ooh)
It’s the leaving that’s hard (Heh, rah, schkyeah)
What? Hit that lil’ ho with the Glock
Sexy-ass bitch, got that cut on her rock (Schkyeah)
Safe house, I got that swag unlocked (Brrat)
Rula Santana, they hating me bad (Brrat)
But I’m prayed up, so I’m loving you back (Schkyeah)
I will not ever change shit for no nat
Crossing me every time I turn my back
Brrat, hitting me every time I get a dime (Mm)
Gold dig’, you got the bank on your mind (Mm)
What? You could not ever be mine (Mwah)
Yeah, you could not ever be gang
Yeah, me and your ho needa— (Schkyeah)
Nah, me and your ho needa— (Nah)
Yeah, I got the swag, okay (Nah)
Uh, I got that swag for sure
I got that bag for sure
Kobe, I got 24 in the bank
Yeah, my boys be smoking like 24/7, the bus smell like dank
I got that bad ho, I’m in a green room, telling Rula to sign on her taint
I’m getting real drunk, in the green room, what the fuck? I don’t know what you saying
She wanna come back to the green room, I don’t fuck with no fans for sake (Schkyeah)
Brody, she want her sex on a plate
Don’t give a fuck, I’m Con or CK
Bowuh, sound of my gat, okay (Brrat, brrat)
Running away is easy (Ooh)
It’s the leaving that’s hard
Running away is easy (Ooh)
It’s the leaving that’s hard
Running away is easy (Ooh)
It’s the leaving that’s hard
Running away is easy (Yeah, yeah)
It’s the leaving that’s hard (Yeah, yeah)
Time
Time
Time
It’s the leaving that’s hard (Time)