Jay-Z & Freeway - 8 Miles And Runnin' lyrics
rate meYeah Renegades is back and the beat is sick
Jay Z, Freeway, 8 Miles
Let's go
8 Miles and running, got my 7 album droppin
And my 8 album coming
Feedin a thousand growling stomachs
But I could rewind the counter ta back, back
When it was now or nothing
People said I would amount to nothing
That I had time for nothing
Said I wasn't from the valers
Or the sellers by your gunman
I can see the folks now he got what he had coming
Now that my 8th album's coming
Everybody smiling wanting something
Claiming that they done something for em
Got Jay Z and pom poms in they whole uniforms
Claiming they be running and telling everybody like Martin Lawrence
About how hot my rap performace was before I was who I was
Claimin that they threw it up before I threw it up, you what
Where was you before I blew this up
I didn't see you in the courtroom when everyone was suein us
I didn't see you in all black when everybody was suitin up
Back on the block, kickin it in and it was no you with us
8 Miles and running, got my 7 album droppin
And my 8 album coming
Feedin a thousand growling stomachs, freaks
6 Miles and running got my fist straight poppin
And my first album coming feedin 20 promises I made
8 Miles and running, got my 7 album droppin
And my 8 album coming
Feedin a thousand growling stomachs, freaks
6 Miles and running got my fist straight poppin
And my first album coming feedin 20 promises I made
6 Miles and running in the pontiak
6 Thousand 86 trans mic shift
While the engine run
Anyone turn around
And give me one more chance
Let em smoke and scream em one more grams
So I'm a bring them, homie, son and my pop
Stick close to my momma, keep toasters for drama
Mix alot with my son, my son growin and he learnin alot
Thats what I'm toastin, thats what I'm burin, so pop
Right on your own, rell 'em nigga, tell 'em nigga
Its like a biblical scripture
Look back turn to salt like the sinners
And most yall heartless and self-centered
Like me shaggin, me shack
Set up your brother cause you tell us nigga
Heat back, uh, like, you never love for never
And cops watch every step, 6 miles and running
Dodge in every trap, the rap ginger bread man
Cherish every precious breath, stat pick a second gat
Uh
Back when nobody would find me a talent
Nobody would sign me, nobody believed in me
Nobody but mommy blindly, but how could she deny me
Me being the youngest friend to come up out of her
Tell me, she got every love for me
When niggas would worn me the industry shun me
That's why I'm taking all the industries money
Revenge is sweet honey, we run this
Young is the illest, free is the future
Beans and bleekers right now
We can see our 8 miles nigga
8 Miles and running, got my 7 album droppin
And my 8 album coming
Feedin a thousand growling stomachs, freaks
6 Miles and running got my fist straight poppin
And my first album coming feedin 20 promises I made
