Still Runnin Songtext / Lyric

And I'm tired of the running

Tired of the running

Running from the law

Baby you gotta believe me

Said I'm tired of the running

Tired of the running

Tired of the running

Running from the law

Baby ya gotta believe me...






2PacIt's on me

And still I'm having memories of high speed when the cops crash,

as I laughed pushing the gas, while my glock blast

we was young and we were dumb but we had heart

In the dark will we survive through the bad parts

Many dreams is what we had

and plenty wishes

no hesitations in extermination of the snitches

and these bitches they still continue to persue me

a couple of movies

now the whole worlds trying to screw me

even the cops trying to sue me

so what can I do, but stay true

sippin twenty twos of brew

and how the media asking questions

trying to stress me, misery is all i see

that's my mind state

my history with the police it shakes the crime rates

my main man had two strikes slip

got arrested and flipped

he screamed Thug Life and emptied a clip

got that runnin from the police...



BiggieCheck it

I grew up a fucking scew up

got introduced to the game

got an ounce and blew up

choppin rocks overnight

the nigga Biggie Smalls trying to turn into the young Frank White

We had to grow dreas tp change our description

two cops on the milk box missing

show they toes you know they got stpped on

a fist full of bullets a chest full of teflon

Run from the police, picture that

I'm too fat, fuck around and catch an asthma attack

that's why I bust back, It don't phase me

when he drop take his glock and I'm swayze

summer break my escape bought some weight

Lay back I got some money to make

...motherfucker