Runnin' away is easy (ooh)
It's the leavin' that's hard
Runnin' away is easy (ooh)
It's the leavin' that's hard
Runnin' away is easy (ooh)
It's the leavin' that's hard
Runnin' away is easy (ooh)
It's the leavin' that's hard (heh, rah, schkyeah)
What? Hit that lil' ho with the Glock
Sexy-ass bitch, got that cut on her rock (schkyeah)
Safe house, I got that swag unlocked (brrat)
Rula Santana, they hatin' me bad (brrat)
But I'm prayed up, so I'm lovin' you back (schkyeah)
I will not ever change shit for no gnat
Crossin' me every time I turn my back
Brrat, hittin' me every time I get a dime (mmm)
Gold dig', you got the bank on your mind (mmm)
What? You could not ever be mine (mwah)
Yeah, you could not ever be gang
Yeah, me and your ho needa- (schkyeah)
Nah, me and your ho needa- (nah)
Yeah, I got the swag, okay (nah)
Uh, I got that swag for sure
I got that bag for sure
Kobe, I got two-four in the bank
Yeah, my boys be smokin' like twenty-four seven, the bus smell like dank
I got that bad ho, I'm in a green room, tellin' Rula to sign on her taint
I'm gettin' real drunk, in the green room, what the f*ck? I don't know what you sayin'
She wanna come back to the green room, I don't f*ck with no fans for sake (schkyeah)
Brody, she want her sex on a plate
Don't give a f*ck, I'm Con or CK
Bowuh, sound of my gat, okay (brrat, brrat)
Runnin' away is easy (ooh)
It's the leavin' that's hard
Runnin' away is easy (ooh)
It's the leavin' that's hard
Runnin' away is easy (ooh)
It's the leavin' that's hard
Runnin' away is easy (yeah, yeah)
It's the leavin' that's hard (yeah, yeah)
Time
Time
Time
It's the leavin' that's hard (time)