Runaway - Live from Spotify SXSW 2014 lyrics
by Pusha T
And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin' wrong
You been puttin' up wit' my sh*t just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' 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*les
Let's have a toast for the sc*mbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the j*rkoffs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
She find pictures in my email
I sent this b*tch a picture of my di*k
I don't know what it is with females
But I'm not too good at that sh*t
See, I could have me a good girl
And still be addicted to them hoodrats
And I just blame everything on you
At least you know that's what I'm good at
And I always find, Yeah, I always find, Yeah, I always find somethin' wrong
You been puttin' up wit' my sh*t just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' 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*les
Let's have a toast for the sc*mbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the j*rkoffs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
Run away from me, baby
Run away
Run away from me, baby
Run away
...I get crazy
Just run away
...I got a plan
Run away as fast as you can
Run away from me, baby
Run away
Run away from me, baby
Run away
Man i'm about to get crazy
Why can't she just run away?
Baby, I got a plan
Run away as fast as you can
[Pusha T]
24/7, 365, pus*y stays on my mind
I-I-I-I did it, all right, all right, I admit it
Now pick your next move
You could leave or live wit' it
Ichabod Crane with that motherf*ckin' top off
Split and go where? Back to wearin' knockoffs, ha?
Knock it off, Neiman's, shop it off
Let's talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off
Hoes like vultures, they 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 wit' a price tag, baby, face it
You should leave if you can't accept the basics
Plenty hoes in the baller-n*gga matrix
Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless
I'm just young, rich, and tasteless
P!
[Kanye]
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 killin' me
I'm guessin' you're at an 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 somethin' wrong
You been puttin' up with my sh*t just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' 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*les
Let's have a toast for the sc*mbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the j*rkoffs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can