Run A Train (with Future)

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Fuck do you know 'bout my past?

Fuck do you know 'bout my pain?

Fuck do you know 'bout my struggle?

-Fuck do you know 'bout Jermaine?

-They say the Lord's timing is divine And I walk with Him, so that explains mine Cold, deep down, you may find All that pain creates a strange bond Slums connected like the drums in a bass line

Petrified of death and poverty, I chase mine Like breathalyzer tests, I'm tryna walk a straight line Meditatin' for a better state in my deranged mind 'Til I saw the Buddha pose and realized he throwin' gang signs

I guess the lesson is you can't escape crime Even when the strays flyin', I remain calm Vietnam, you my heart, but at the same time If I'm bein' honest, I can feel that flame dyin'

Uh, so I'm ridin' through the city streets Reachin' for a memory to hang on

Goin' backwards like a penalty to see a younger me But that day's gone

Wild times, lookin' up at cloud nine How high can Jermaine climb?

'Member when they ain't respond when you holler Funny how a few dollars can change minds

Fuck do you know 'bout my past?

Fuck do you know 'bout my pain?

Fuck do you know 'bout my struggle?

Fuck do you know 'bout Jermaine?

Tiptoe, this down on the pain

Umbrellas don't stop no rain

Niggas, they die every day -Fuck the world, let's run a train -Size of pipsqueak, lean on survival instincts On backstreets where they tearin' up hearts like them guys in *NSYNC

Codeine in they soda, dirty poppin' plus how the ends meet We're servin' rock on deserted blocks, tryna cause a frenzy To profit quickly, I'm passin' by, my pockets empty Tryna make a legal dollar seem harder than guardin' Wimby When you're hardly six feet tall, if somehow I could ball I better work hard on my handles 'cause niggas gon' try to rip me Don't wanna R. I. P.

, but if I leave, no God'll lift me I'd rather sit inside a Bentley and be the owner Like providin' kidneys, I know the love does not extend deep I choose my homies wisely, seen too many die from friends' beef Big dreams to change the world back when I'd ride a ten-speed

Youthful delusion, thinkin' through music I could end grief When too many bodies get piled up in these rivals' histories So stoppin' this violence is like bringin' the guys a strip piece

Uh, so I'm ridin' through the city streets Reachin' for a memory to hang on

Goin' backwards like a penalty to see a younger me But that day's gone

Wild times, lookin' up at cloud nine How high can Jermaine climb?

'Member when they ain't respond when you holler Funny how a few dollars can change minds

Fuck do you know 'bout my past?

Fuck do you know 'bout my pain?

Fuck do you know 'bout my struggle?

Fuck do you know 'bout Jermaine?

Tiptoe, this down on the pain

Umbrellas don't stop no rain

Niggas, they die every day

Fuck the world, let's run a train

Fuck the world, let's run a train

Fuck the world, let's run a train

Fuck the world, let's run a train Fuck the world, let's run a train

From the world In the world

In the world