Run In Here Lyrics - Youngboy Never Broke Again

You okay? 

We came back for you 

Thank you for digging my grave up 

We knew you wasn't dead 

You're not alone 

My God, bless you for that 

(yessir) 

I done died and came back and I still see the same thang 

I done died and came back, came back I see not a damn thang changed 

Ben say he saw himself change form more than once, 

I'm like Lord what he done 

5 ton jack, better stay strapped I'm talkin' more than Elon 

You die on me I'm all alone, it won't make sense we didn't won 

Let me know if we should run, I turn up call up Juwan 

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Devil got a nigga back watch him bag in the back all my work in Monique house 

Niggas find where we at 20 shots in the tech they gon' wait in the front soon as three call 

Dang baby how the fuck I'm gon' 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 that, I won't get into that 'cause I can't change up 

And since you told me that, that must be why you set your man up (oh lord) 

Came back from the dead and I'm still seeing you do the same thing 

Women still disloyal, niggas don't 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 armed robbers got they skis on 

Post up in the front, I'm not Dom I see my blood gone 

'Cause my grandma dead and gone, bitch it ain't no runnin home (bitch I ain't runnin') 

I done died and came back and I still see the same thang 

(and I still see the same thang) 

I done died and came back, came back I see not a damn thang changed (ain't no damn thang change) 

Die for this, you gon' die for that, we don't play about it better stand on that 

Pick the money up wit a lumberjack, what the sack weigh you can't run wit that 

He done called in ain't no fallin' back, he done threw his pack on my uncle lap 

And now he sittin' up in the cell for over 2 years, how I'm supposed to let go of that? 

Nigga fuck that we gon' turn to that, when they run down they pushin' his shit back 

Two commandments that's a 10 crack, Oldheads at the trap wit a 6 pack 

That's the same thang ain't a thang change, but the flag for ones who gang bang (red) 

Rappers still lettin' they chain hang, youngins and elders still do 'caine 

I done died and came back and I still see the same thang 

I done died and came back, came back I see not a damn thang changed