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Runaway Video (MV)




Performed By: V9
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Samar Pettiway




V9 - Runaway Lyrics




They look me in my eyes and then they ask me why I'm solemn
If I'm quiet, I'm alright, but if I speak, then it's a problem
Success is what I seek, I try my best, but I can't hide it
To try and bide my time and run away, I went to college

Ain't no talking through it, therapeutic when it's silent
I got lust inside my body, I just hate it, make me mindless
They told me, wait my turn, I'm getting better with my timing
Know them niggas getting far, but V.IX ain't far behind them

I got plenty dead, plenty receipts, I done got plenty head
Pretty girls, pretty petite, I had them pretty bad
Plenty problems, planned out solutions, I left them in the past
Adolescent, keeping that diesel just like what Penny had

My inhibition, making me colder, now I'm in mint condition
In the kitchen, writing these verses, I know that I'ma get it
Talk or listen, ain't too much talking when you got real conviction
I'm the ticket, hustle and work is part of my disposition

First tape that I had dropped, the people said it was a classic
Speculating compliments, ain't know if they had gassed it

Then a CEO had said they saw potential that I had
And when I left that conversation, know my ego got amassed
Yes I was ecstatic, knew that I would get my paper up
Sacrifice is knowing there's some people I can't take with us

I can't hang with certain crowds, I'm sorry I'm not fake enough
Hate or love, they know that I'm the hottest, I ain't make it up
Shorty got her makeup on, got her singing every song
It's still times I can't even accept, I got some niggas gone

You portray a goddess on that screen, but I see every flaw
The difference is the work is consistent when I don't get applause
Smoking on some shit, I feel like I'm on Mount Olympus
My shorty feed me grapes, inside the fields of eucalyptus

My dawgs gon' move like Cerberus, you know that they get vicious
While my wrist is on Poseidon, tell them pussies how we living nigga
I don't wanna mention niggas, I don't think y'all get it niggas
Quality been growing and I think I'm getting bigger with it

Its still people counting on me, I can't even think bout quitting
Going for the chip, so I been balling out for every minute
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They look me in my eyes and then they ask me why I'm solemn
If I'm quiet, I'm alright, but if I speak, then it's a problem
Success is what I seek, I try my best, but I can't hide it
To try and bide my time and run away, I went to college

Ain't no talking through it, therapeutic when it's silent
I got lust inside my body, I just hate it, make me mindless
They told me, wait my turn, I'm getting better with my timing
Know them niggas getting far, but V.IX ain't far behind them

I got plenty dead, plenty receipts, I done got plenty head
Pretty girls, pretty petite, I had them pretty bad
Plenty problems, planned out solutions, I left them in the past
Adolescent, keeping that diesel just like what Penny had

My inhibition, making me colder, now I'm in mint condition
In the kitchen, writing these verses, I know that I'ma get it
Talk or listen, ain't too much talking when you got real conviction
I'm the ticket, hustle and work is part of my disposition

First tape that I had dropped, the people said it was a classic
Speculating compliments, ain't know if they had gassed it

Then a CEO had said they saw potential that I had
And when I left that conversation, know my ego got amassed
Yes I was ecstatic, knew that I would get my paper up
Sacrifice is knowing there's some people I can't take with us

I can't hang with certain crowds, I'm sorry I'm not fake enough
Hate or love, they know that I'm the hottest, I ain't make it up
Shorty got her makeup on, got her singing every song
It's still times I can't even accept, I got some niggas gone

You portray a goddess on that screen, but I see every flaw
The difference is the work is consistent when I don't get applause
Smoking on some shit, I feel like I'm on Mount Olympus
My shorty feed me grapes, inside the fields of eucalyptus

My dawgs gon' move like Cerberus, you know that they get vicious
While my wrist is on Poseidon, tell them pussies how we living nigga
I don't wanna mention niggas, I don't think y'all get it niggas
Quality been growing and I think I'm getting bigger with it

Its still people counting on me, I can't even think bout quitting
Going for the chip, so I been balling out for every minute
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Writer: Samar Pettiway
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