Harriet Tubman - Dj Showtime, Kodak Black

Runaway love

Like a runaway slave, ayy

Like a runaway slave, better run or you get hung

I done walked 'way from some things, I’m a walk off with my son

I just walked off with my son, on top of that he won

I don’t talk I got a gun, If we fall off, bitch, we done

Can’t fall off, I got funds, I fall off then I’m dumb

Had to run away from my girl, she done ran up out of trust

I done ran up out of love

I done ran up out of love

You said you had enough, so I went out to the club

Can’t drink 'cause I’m too young, but today I’m getting drunk

So motherfucking tired, been runnin' all my life

Oh, I’ve been runnin' all my life

Runnin' all my life

Harriet Tubman, I’ve been runnin' all my life, ayy

I’m standin' at the stretch line

Kunta Kinte, all my life, I had the fire

In the projects, all my life, I had to grind

Young nigga had to hustle to survive

Remember I was underground, now everybody on my line

Put the hood on TV, every day I’m on the rise

I done rescued all my niggas, you ain’t gotta slang that iron

They changed on a nigga, so I left they ass behind

Feel like Harriet Tubman

I ain’t stop, I kept runnin', they was actin' funny

I said the money train was coming, feel like Harriet Tubman

I was posted on the Ugly, I was caught in tracks

Came back with some money

Tryna do me like I’m Emmett Till

Runnin' like a fugitive

Jamestown, Virginia, slavery started and it’s still is

2019, we’ll be free after 400 years

I done got heartless

Attitude, cognitive

Street took my conscience

Been so long I shed a tear

Blood, sweat in my vent

Everything get a vent

I’m a need bloodshed

Make ya mama shed a tear

You don’t care 'bout how I feel

What it took to get right here

Made a lot of sacrifices, yeah

Still I had to fight out here

Haitian revolutionary, but my lady France

Standin' at the stretch line barefoot

I feel like Toussaint, I feel like Boukman

I’m standin' at the stretch line barefoot

They gave my dawg a long sentence, hit him with the textbook

Hit him with the textbook, he can’t even read

His family never finna go seem him, 'cause they sent him way up to Creek

The society corrupted we going through modernized slavery

Sell a black male to a plantation

Like a slave master sell a black male to a plantation

Bust a lick, right on Plantation

Double back, hit a lick right on Plantation

What happened to salvation?

Sniper Gang, I’m tryna build a foundation

And I’m runnin' like I’m Harriet Tubman

I’m runnin' like I’m Harriet Tubman

Yeah, I’m runnin' like I’m Harriet Tubman

I’m runnin' like I’m Harriet Tubman

Runnin' like I’m Harriet Tubman

Runnin' like I’m Harriet Tubman

Runnin' like I’m Harriet Tubman

Runnin' like I’m Harriet Tubman

Runnin' like I’m Jesse James

Like I’m tryna get away

Runnin' like a runaway slave

I just wanna runaway

Ain’t never ran before, so what’s gonna make me run today?

I just want to fly

I just want to fly away, I just want to fly

I just want to fly away-ay

I just want to fly

I just want to fly away-ay

I just want to fly

Feel like Harriet Tubman

I ain’t stop, I kept runnin', they was actin' funny

I said the money train coming, I feel like Harriet Tubman

I was posted on the Ugly, I was caught in tracks

Came back with some money

Feel like Harriet Tubman

I ain’t stop, I kept runnin', they was actin' funny

I said the money train coming, I feel like Harriet Tubman

I was posted on the Ugly, I was caught in tracks

Came back with some money