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Harriett Tubman
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Kodak Black
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Runaway love Like a runaway slave, ayy Like a runaway slave, better run or you get hung I done walked 'way from some things, I'm a walk off with my son I just walked off with my son, on top of that he won I don't talk I got a gun, If we fall off, bitch, we done Can't fall off, I got funds, I fall off then I'm dumb Had to run away from my girl, she done ran up out of trust I done ran up out of love I done ran up out of love You said you had enough, so I went out to the club Can't drink 'cause I'm too young, but today I'm getting drunk So motherfucking tired, been runnin' all my life Oh, I've been runnin' all my life Runnin' all my life Harriet Tubman, I've been runnin' all my life, ayy I'm standin' at the stretch line Kunta Kinte, all my life, I had the fire In the projects, all my life, I had to grind Young nigga had to hustle to survive Remember I was underground, now everybody on my line Put the hood on TV, every day I'm on the rise I done rescued all my niggas, you ain't gotta slang that iron They changed on a nigga, so I left they ass behind Feel like Harriet Tubman I ain't stop, I kept runnin', they was actin' funny I said the money train was coming, feel like Harriet Tubman I was posted on the Ugly, I was caught in tracks Came back with some money Tryna do me like I'm Emmett Till Runnin' like a fugitive Jamestown, Virginia, slavery started and it's still is 2019 we'll be free after 400 years I done got heartless Attitude, cognitive Street took my conscience Been so long I shed a tear Blood, sweat in my vent Everything get a vent I'm a need bloodshed Make ya mama shed a tear You don't care 'bout how I feel What it took to get right here Made a lot of sacrifices, yeah Still I had to fight out here Haitian revolutionary, but my lady France Standin' at the stretch line barefoot I feel like Toussaint, I feel like Boukman I'm standin' at the stretch line barefoot They gave my dawg a long sentence, hit him with the textbook Hit him with the textbook, he can't even read His family never finna go seem him, 'cause they sent him way up to Creek The society corrupted we going through modernized slavery Sell a black male to a plantation Like a slave master sell a black male to a plantation Bust a lick, right on Plantation Double back, hit a lick right on Plantation What happened to salvation? Sniper Gang, I'm tryna build a foundation And I'm runnin' like I'm Harriet Tubman I'm runnin' like I'm Harriet Tubman Yeah, I'm runnin' like I'm Harriet Tubman I'm runnin' like I'm Harriet Tubman Runnin' like I'm Harriet Tubman Runnin' like I'm Harriet Tubman Runnin' like I'm Harriet Tubman Runnin' like I'm Harriet Tubman Runnin' like I'm Jesse James Like I'm tryna get away Runnin' like a runaway slave I just wanna runaway Ain't never ran before, so what's gonna make me run today? I just want to fly I just want to fly away, I just want to fly I just want to fly away-ay I just want to fly I just want to fly away-ay I just want to fly Feel like Harriet Tubman I ain't stop, I kept runnin', they was actin' funny I said the money train coming, I feel like Harriet Tubman I was posted on the Ugly, I was caught in tracks Came back with some money Feel like Harriet Tubman I ain't stop, I kept runnin', they was actin' funny I said the money train coming, I feel like Harriet Tubman I was posted on the Ugly, I was caught in tracks Came back with some money
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