J. Cole — Runaway

[Intro: Mike Epps (Sampled)] Married men act totally different when they're by themselves, don't they? You see 'em with their wife, "What's up Tony?" "Hey man, how's everything going brother? Oh, just taking it easy, hanging out with the old lady. Alright, God bless you, take it easy now, alright." You be like that nigga ain't like that You see him by himself, "What's up Tony?" "Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?! Where's the bitches?!" [Verse 1] Yeah Gimme my space, Lord, ain't enough time to chase All these dreams, nah mean? I got no time to wait Love my girl, but I told her straight up, "Don't wait up" Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked and made up Used to living free as a bird, but now I'm laid up Feelin' like a nigga got handcuffs on How the fuck did my life become a damn love song? She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him But a nigga wan' be a nigga, be a nigga Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas She'll never understand what it's like to be a man Knowin' when you look inside yourself you see a nigga And you don't wan' let her down But you too young for the settle down And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about When you can't live with her and you can't live without Aw shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me Stripper saying, "Baby, won't you throw them bands on me?" And I came to spend She pop a molly, let the motherfuckin' games begin I'm running away [Chorus] Runaway, runaway Runaway, runaway I'm holdin' on Desperately Runaway, runaway Runaway, runaway I'm holdin' on [Verse 2] When it's all said and done everybody dies In this life ain't no happy endings Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance The preacher say we were made in image of Lord To which I replied: "Are you sure? Even a murderer? Even a whore? Even a nigga running through bitches on tour With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit?" She losin' faith in him and he knows the shit, like, "What the fuck is a break? Don't know how much I can take no more I give you all I got 'til it ain't no more No more tears, it's been ten long years Damn near, I don't know if I can wait no more" And who can blame her, you complain about Every time you out, you come back she poutin' Sleeping back to back, this is wack, we 'bout To go platinum and I'm in the crib acting out My childhood fantasies of wife and home But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone And despite the rumors you hold out On account of your guilt and she has got to spend her nights alone And she ride or die like Eve and 'em Make home-cooked meals every evenin' And even in your lowest days When you're no longer Superman, at least you know you got Lois Lane But you [Chorus] Runaway, runaway Runaway, runaway I'm holdin' on Desperately Runaway, runaway Runaway, runaway I'm holdin' on [Verse 3] Yeah Unbelievable, seen evil that not even Knievel know At age three I knew this world was three below Listen, even though my ego low, achieved the unachievable Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent yo This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know Basis, my manager back in the days was racist I was a young boy, passing skates and tucking laces Old perverted white man who told me, "Jermaine It's all pink on the inside, fuck what color they face is" Wise words from an indecent man Made me reflect on the times when we was three-fifths of them In chains and powerless, brave souls reduced to cowardice Slaving in the baking sun for hours just To see the master creep into the shack where your lady at Nine months later got a baby, that's Not quite what you expected, but you Refuse to neglect it, 'cause you Know your wifey loves you, thus you refuse to accept it That’s the type of shit that turned my granny light-skinned Rich white men rule the nation still Only difference is we all slaves now, the chains concealed In our thoughts, if I follow my heart to save myself Could I run away from fifty-mill like Dave Chappelle? You know [Chorus] Runaway, runaway Runaway, runaway I'm holdin' on Desperately Runaway, runaway Runaway, runaway I'm holdin' on