Run

Yo know yo boy Crae runnin for the prize I'm gunnin.

The one that won't rust or break all of a sudden

The Holy Spirit gotcho boy doin a dozen

Pushup Pushp, come on work it out cousin

I run from the flesh, it be tryin to ride

and I'm done with livin to get drunk and high.

I'm a son of El Shaddhai, the Most High

Who most def. want me to do more than get by.

I look in the sky and I'm sole inspired

To sprint for a God who's my soul's desire

My soul's desire to run for Jesus

And give him all the credit like I run for Visa

I'm done with pieces. I found my dimes.

I run to the wife that the Lord provided.

And we've decided that we would run together

For God's glory alone, homey, we ain't lyin.

I run to the Word because my soul is thirsty

No runnin from affliction, thought they may hurt me

I do preach rad when I speak on mercy

And grace by faith, you can call me churchy.

Run. This yo race boy. Run. Don't stop.

Run till you blood vessel burst like a clock.

Run so hard cuz you know why u run

Boy run, boy run, boy run some more