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And I always find, yeah I always find somethin' wrong
You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douche bags,
Let's have a toast for the assholes,
Let's have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
She find pictures in my email
I sent this bitch a picture of my dick
I don't know what it is with females
But I'm not too good at that shit
See, I could have me a good girl
And still be addicted to them hood rats
And I just blame everything on you
At least you know that's what I'm good at
And I always find
Yeah I always find
Yeah I always find somethin' wrong
You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douche bags,
Let's have a toast for the assholes,
Let's have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
Runaway from me baby
Runaway
Runaway from me baby
Runaway
Crazy, just crazy
Runaway as fast as you can
Runaway from me baby
Runaway
Runaway from me baby
Runaway
Crazy
Why cant she just runaway
Baby I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
Twenty four seven, three sixty five,
Pussy stays on my mind
I-I-I-I did it,
All right, all right, I admit it
Now pick your best move,
You could leave or live wit' it
Ichabod Crane with that mothafuckin' top off
Split and go where?
Back to wearin' knockoffs, ha ha
Knock it off, Neiman's, shop it off
Let's talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off
Hoes like vultures wanna fly in your Freddy loafers
You can't blame 'em they ain't never seen Versace sofas
Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet
Comes with a price tag, baby face it
You should leave if you can't accept the basics
Plenty bitches in the baller-nigga matrix
Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless
I'm just young, rich, and tasteless
P!
Never was much of a romantic
I could never take the intimacy
And I know it did damage
'Cause the look in your eyes is killin' me
I guessin' you're at an advantage
'Cause you could blame me for everything
And I don't know where I'ma manage
If one day you just up and leave
And I always find, yeah I always find somethin' wrong
You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douche bags,
Let's have a toast for the assholes,
Let's have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douche bags,
Let's have a toast for the assholes,
Let's have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
She find pictures in my email
I sent this bitch a picture of my dick
I don't know what it is with females
But I'm not too good at that shit
See, I could have me a good girl
And still be addicted to them hood rats
And I just blame everything on you
At least you know that's what I'm good at
And I always find
Yeah I always find
Yeah I always find somethin' wrong
You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douche bags,
Let's have a toast for the assholes,
Let's have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
Runaway from me baby
Runaway
Runaway from me baby
Runaway
Crazy, just crazy
Runaway as fast as you can
Runaway from me baby
Runaway
Runaway from me baby
Runaway
Crazy
Why cant she just runaway
Baby I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
Twenty four seven, three sixty five,
Pussy stays on my mind
I-I-I-I did it,
All right, all right, I admit it
Now pick your best move,
You could leave or live wit' it
Ichabod Crane with that mothafuckin' top off
Split and go where?
Back to wearin' knockoffs, ha ha
Knock it off, Neiman's, shop it off
Let's talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off
Hoes like vultures wanna fly in your Freddy loafers
You can't blame 'em they ain't never seen Versace sofas
Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet
Comes with a price tag, baby face it
You should leave if you can't accept the basics
Plenty bitches in the baller-nigga matrix
Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless
I'm just young, rich, and tasteless
P!
Never was much of a romantic
I could never take the intimacy
And I know it did damage
'Cause the look in your eyes is killin' me
I guessin' you're at an advantage
'Cause you could blame me for everything
And I don't know where I'ma manage
If one day you just up and leave
And I always find, yeah I always find somethin' wrong
You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douche bags,
Let's have a toast for the assholes,
Let's have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
Lyrics submitted by Leeway
Track duration: 09:08
"Runaway" as written by Mike Dean, Kanye Omari West, Terrence Le Varr Thornton, Malik Jones, John Roger Branch, Jeff Bhasker, Emile Haynie, Pete Rock
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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For me, this song speaks to any woman who finds themselves in a relationship with a man who does the same bullshit over and over again yet can’t seem to walk away from it all. A man who, ultimately does no good, and is equally no good for her well being. Kanye hits a nail on this track. He lets us into the deepest and most sacred part of him….his true nature! I think the track highlights the true issue that Kanye faces--The fact that he knows how to love; yet he always resorts to the material things that empower his ego. The verse “the look in your eyes is killing me…” shows a man who is capable of feeling and very well understands that what he does causes his partner grief. He is thus broken into pieces by her hurt, knowing she can up and leave him any day. The main problem is the battle against himself---that he is not capable of walking away from the material things that make him feel more like a man—so he suggests that she just runs away because the only thing he’s good at is placing blame and never acknowledging his own faults.
The lyrics tells us that he’s well aware of his “asshole” like ways---but what gives the song even more meaning is Pusha T’s verse that ultimately ties everything all in. Pusha describes a typical scenario where he hesitantly admits to his guilt of cheating and gives his chick the ultimate decision—“You can leave or live with it; split and go where; back to wearing knockoffs? Haha, knock it off”. He blatantly says that the lifestyle of being with a rich and famous nigga comes with a price tag that she needs to either accept it or run back to the basics. This track is an absolutely well collaborated piece that shows us both how talented Kanye is, but how troubled he is by himself.
Best thing you can do is just let him go
"And I know it did damage, 'Cause the look in your eyes is killin' me, I guessin' you're at an advantage', Cause you could blame me for everything and I don't know where I'ma manage If one day you just up and leave"
"See, I could have me a good girl
And still be addicted to them hood rats"
"Twenty four seven, three sixty five,
Pussy stays on my mind". im a guy and this is actually true
Even the panning gives that feel. The first time I heard it was an extreme feeling.