Kodak Black – Harriet Tubman Lyrics

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[Intro]
Runaway lave
Like a runaway slave, ayy

[Verse 1]
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 done
Had to run away from my girl
She 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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
Tryna do me like I’m Emmett Till
Runnin’ like a fugitive
Jamestown, Virginia, slavery started and it’s still is
2019 when we 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 in the vent
I’m a need bloodshed
Look at mama shed a tear
You don’t care ’bout how I feel
What it took to get right here
Aye, a lot of sacrifices here
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 [?]
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
[?] never gonna sin [?]
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
Yea, 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 want to 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

[Chorus]
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

Lil Uzi Vert – C4 Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Lil uzi bitch
Lets get it

[Verse 1]
Ain’t have shit, nigga thats a lie
Even had shit when I was in the ville
I ‘member that- fuck the whats his name?
Had his face lookin’ like Emmett Till
That was a young nigga
Keep goin’ hard for the
Talkin’ to the law, that’s a rat deal

Me and my boys act dumb
We ain’t sayin’ shit
We ain’t
In the kitchen
Eatin’ crabs
One nigga I give my life for
My own sacrifice for
Man i love you nigga, you that right boul
That’s a real nigga
If it don’t replay
Real nigga
When I whip the pot like stir fry
I’m doin’ deals in the ally way
Man in the chevy with extended folk
I’m sippin’ lean and they smokin’ dope

[Hook]
And I ain’t done, mothafucka
Steppin’ in my hood, you a dumb mothafucka
And I ain’t let it blow cause my lil niggas want you
Yeah, my lil niggas want you
And I ain’t done, mothafucka
Steppin’ in my hood, you a dumb mothafucka
And I ain’t let it blow cause my lil niggas want you
Yeah, my lil niggas want you

My niggas
My pop used to have a strap
As a young boy, I wanted that
We about that
Got C4, where your house at?

[Hook]
And I ain’t done, mothafucka
Steppin’ in my hood, you a dumb mothafucka
And I ain’t let it blow cause my lil niggas want you
Yeah, my lil niggas want you
And I ain’t done, mothafucka
Steppin’ in my hood, you a dumb mothafucka
And I ain’t let it blow cause my lil niggas want you
Yeah, my lil niggas want you

Wale – Fish N Grits (feat. Travis Scott)

[Intro: Wale]
That post Rodeo flow, you know
Folarin the genius, Scott the king
Uh, look

[Verse 1: Wale & Travis Scott]
Yeah, Cartier, what your wrist doing?
In the Ace with my nigga whip
Real nigga in that Will&Rich
I ain’t stopping ’til a nigga fifty mil’
I ain’t tripping ’til a nigga hundred mil’
I ain’t tripping ’til I’m five hundred mil’
Funny, weighing on the money
But I’m buying ice to let all of these niggas chill
Never ever gotta write a will
Niggas won’t beat me like Emmett Till
Niggas won’t bite me like Holyfield
Might run it back on you, I’m in the field
Hey, that money be coming in, look
Money be coming in, look
I just left the Rodeo
Then she riding my jawn again
She ridin’ my jawn again, got up on again
And bone her, bone her, bone her, bone her
You know I’ma stoner, stoner, stoner, stoner
You know I’ma loner, loner, loner, loner
Smokin’ that dope, only Cali could do it
Doing my shows, all the bitches gon’ bump us
Show off my car, there’s living with no limit
I could buy a house and a Benz in the morning
This is important

[Hook: Travis Scott]
Never seen a night like this
Won’t you take a drag, another hit?
Whippin’ up a pot, fish grits
Never seen a night like this, yeah
Never seen a night like this
Won’t you take a drag, another hit?
Whippin’ up the pot, fish grits
Never had a night like this

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Never seen nothing like this
Yeah, don’t make me hit the button, hit the nitrous
Yeah, bang her right soon as the light hit
Yeah, I tend to see the moon soon as the day flip
Yeah, auto-auto-automatic
Swerving, switching through traffic
Every time I call your phone
I’m picking up, hearing static
Lobby looking like magic
Living room on stadium

[Verse 3: Wale]
She ain’t too far from the DMV
From the DMV, I am the greatest one
I’m not a killer, boy, don’t make me one
I’ma chill, I got a baby comin’
My partner said it’s gon’ be tougher for me
I ain’t a sucker, pussy or fakers down
Real G nigga, it’s elementary, nigga
Douja rolled in a Swisher
Bun B, Pimp C, nigga
Bun B, Pimp C, nigga
Bun B, Pimp C, nigga
Heard the Clinton’s moving back around the way
Hope they brought Lewinsky with ’em
Yeah, woo!

[Hook: Travis Scott]
Never seen a night like this
Won’t you take a drag, another hit?
Whippin’ up the pot, fish grits
Never seen a night like this, yeah
Never seen a night like this
Won’t you take a drag, another hit?
Whippin’ up the pot, fish grits
Never had a night like this

Travi$ Scott – Fish N Grits (feat. Wale) (Days Before Birds Album) letras

[Intro: Wale]
That post Rodeo flow, you know
Folarin the genius, Scott the king
Uh, look

[Verse 1: Wale & Travis Scott]
Yeah, Cartier, what your wrist doing?
In the Ace with my nigga whip
Real nigga in that will & rich
I ain’t stopping ’til a nigga fifty mil’
I ain’t tripping ’til a nigga hundred mil’
I ain’t tripping ’til I’m five hundred mil’
Funny, weighing on the money
But I’m buying ice to let all of these niggas chill
Never ever gotta write a will
Niggas won’t beat me like Emmett Till
Niggas won’t bite me like Holyfield
Might run it back on you, I’m in the field
Hey, that money be coming in, look
Money be coming in, look
I just left the Rodeo
Then she riding my jawn again
She ridin’ my jawn again, got up on again
And bone her, bone her, bone her, bone her
You know I’ma stoner, stoner, stoner, stoner
You know I’ma loner, loner, loner, loner
Smokin’ that dope, only Cali could do it
Doing my shows, all the bitches gon’ bump us
Show off my car, there’s living with no limit
I could buy a house and a Benz in the morning
This is important

[Hook: Travis Scott]
Never seen a night like this
Won’t you take a drink, another hit?
Whippin’ up a pot, fish grits
Never seen a night like this, yeah
Never seen a night like this
Won’t you take a drag, another hit?
Whippin’ up the pot, fish grits
Never had a night like this

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Never seen nothing like this
Yeah, don’t make me hit the button, hit the nitrous
Yeah, bang her right soon as the light hit
Yeah, I tend to see the moon soon as the day flip
Yeah, auto-auto-automatic
Swerving, switching through traffic
Every time I call your phone
I’m picking up, hearing static
Got me looking like magic
Living room on stadium

[Verse 3: Wale]
She ain’t too far from the DMV
From the DMV, I am the greatest one
I’m not a killer, boy, don’t make me one
I’ma chill, I got a baby comin’
My partner said it’s gon’ be tougher for me
I ain’t a sucker, pussy or fakers down
Real G nigga, it’s elementary, nigga
Douja rolled in a Swisher
Bun B, Pimp C, nigga
Bun B, Pimp C, nigga
Bun B, Pimp C, nigga
Heard the Clinton’s moving back around the way
Hope they brought Lewinsky with ’em
Yeah, woo!

[Hook: Travis Scott]
Never seen a night like this
Won’t you take a drink, another hit?
Whippin’ up the pot, fish grits
Never seen a night like this, yeah
Never seen a night like this
Won’t you take a drag, another hit?
Whippin’ up the pot, fish grits
Never had a night like this