Lyrics Kanye West - Runaway by Juice WRLD

Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya
Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya
Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya
Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya (Ladies and gentlemen, ladies, ladies and gentlemen)

And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been puttin' up with my sh*t just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
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And I always find, yeah, I always find
Yeah, I always find something wrong
You been puttin' up with my sh*t just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags
Let's have a toast for the as*h**es
Let's havе a toast for the sc*mbags
Every one of thеm that I know
Let's have a toast for the j*rk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can

Run away from me, baby
Ah, run away
Run away from me, baby (Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya)
Run away
When it starts to get crazy (Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya)
Then run away
Babe, I got a plan, run away as fast as you can

Had to hop in the studio
Just to tell you how I f**kin' feel
Take a trip with me back home
You see bottles full of f**king pills
I been poppin' em to keep still
I been smoking all the pain away
I got an emotional umbrella, 'cause I'ma keep all the rain away
Yeah, and I love poppin' molly, I love poppin' molly (Yeah)
I'm in love with the molly, can't nobody stop me
I feel like DeJ Loaf, 'cause ain't nobody gon try me
And I'm checking these b*t*hes, they calling me Nike
But back to me and you though
Are you saying kudos?
Are you saying goodbye?
Are you saying hello?
Do we need to hold hands?
Do I need to let it go?

Baby, I got a plan
Run away as fast as you can (Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya)

Twenty-four seven, three sixty-five, pu**y stays on my mind
I-I-I-I did it, alright, alright, I admit it
Now pick your next move, you could leave or live with it
Ichabod Crane with that motherf**kin' top off
Split and go where? Back to wearing knockoffs?
Haha, knock it off, Neimans, shop it off
Let's talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off
Hoes like vultures, wanna fly in your Freddy loafers
You can't blame 'em, they ain't never seen Versace sofas
Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet
Comes with a price tag, baby, face it
You should leave if you can't accept the basics
Plenty hoes in the baller-n***a matrix
Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless
I'm just young, rich, and tasteless, P

Never was much of a romantic
I could never take the intimacy
And I know I did damage
'Cause the look in your eyes is killing me
I guess you knew of that advantage
'Cause you could blame me for everything
And I don't know how I'ma manage
If one day, you just up and leave

And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been puttin' up with my sh*t just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags
Let's have a toast for the as*h**es
Let's have a toast for the sc*mbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the j*rk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can

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[Non-Lyrical Vocals]