Текст NBA YoungBoy – Run In Here

You okay?
We came back for you
Thank you for digging my grave up
We knew you wasn’t dead

I done died and came back
And I still see the same thing
I done died and came back, came back
I see not a damn thing changed

Ben say he saw his self change form more than once
I’m like lord what he done
Five ton Jack better stay strapped
I’m talkin’ Elon
You die on me
I’m all alone
It won’t make sense we didn’t won
Lemme know if we should run
I tall em to call up Jaquan

Devil got a nigga back
Watch him back in the back
Ima work in Monique house
Niggas find out where we at
20 shots in the TEC
They gon’ wait in the front soon as three call
Bang, baby how the fuck ima change now
I don’t wanna go blow out my brain now
If I go to Allah, look at him like God
That mean I can’t scream NBA now

So, I can’t run to dat
I won’t get into dat, cause I can’t change you
Ever since you told me
That must be why you set your man up

Came back from the dead and I’m still sinnin’
You do the same thing
Women still disloyal
Niggas honor
You gotta admit you ain’t change lanes
Give em what they want
All the tigers get they eat on
Runnin’ through the streets on
Robbers got the skis on

Post up in the front
I’m not dumb
I see my blood gone
Cause my grandmom dead and gone
Bitch, it ain’t’ no runnin’ home

I done died and came back
And I still see the same thing
I done died and came back, came back
I see not a damn thing changed

Die for this
You gon’ die for that
We don’t play about it
Better stand on that
Pick the money up with a lumber jack
But the sack weigh
You can’t run with that
He done called in
Ain’t no fallin’ back
He done threw his pack on my uncle lap
And now he sittin’ in a cell for over 2 years
How I’m ‘possed to let go of that

Nigga, fuck that we gon’ ten to that
When they run down
They pushing they shit back
Two commandments that’s that ten crap
Old heads at the trap with a six pack
That’s the same thing
Ain’t a thing change
But the flag for ones who gangbang
Rappers sitll lettin’ they chain hang
Youngins and elders still so ‘caine

I done died and came back
And I still see the same thing
I done died and came back, came back
I see not a damn thing changed