PATS! - Runnin' Lyrics

Why you gotta keep runnin' from your passions
Quit maskin' boy and fasten your seatbelt
I make the ladies' heart melt, this the realest shit they ever felt
I'm an infidel when it comes to makin' music
I gotta switch the flow up just to show and prove it
Mark hit me up
Said Pats, you gotta murder this
So I moved it to the top of the list
I understand my haters are pissed, I cut 'em like cysts
They gon' wish they never laid a diss
I do this for the kids lookin' for a new hope
Pop cans and bike spokes, apple tokes with the Quaker oats on the side
I tried tellin' my teachers that I'm puttin' in work
But they could see in my eyes, I was high off the purp
I should've changed my shirt
I shoulda did this
I shoulda did that
Doesn't matter man cus Pats is back

Start running, what you running from
I can't stop running
Do you think about what you're running from
Start running, eh, eh, eh
What you runnin' from
I can't stop running
Do you think about what you're running from

Why you always runnin' Lil man
What you scared of
Don't be scared to do what you love
Don't be scared, don't be scared, don't be scared now
It's Pats Musik and we bout to run the damn town

It's Chatham baby, you can find me at Spankys
I been waitin' for you to thank me, I was 18, lanky, yeah
Yeah, I think I better just keep waitin' or change locations
Do you understand these annotations
If not we may have ourselves a situation
I was thinkin' about gettin' wasted and pacin' around the room
I remember eatin' shrooms waitin' for Mac to drop
No soap, it was the Best Day Ever
She Said Life Ain't Easy, I gotta hit Snooze and Keep Floatin
I'mma keep it goin' like my plan's in constant motion
Never endin' commotion when I'm hostin' the mic
Y'all are just some tykes, Pats is hype like Fight Night