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• Artiste: Jidenna
• Titre: Chief Don't Run
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Olualuweaway Uweaway No the chief don't run The chief don't No the chief don't run Oh the chief don't run Oh the chief don't run Oh the chief don't run Oh the chief don't run Before the red cups and the backwoods smoke Me and mom in the shack in the woods, bro I was sleepin' on the floor with the oven door open While I dreamt about the places that I would go We would go door to door to door all day We were begging 'em to lay up in the foyer I was sittin' with the hookers in a motel hallway Waiting onna blind audition like it's Broadway Now these Madams looking like a fleet of foxes Rat Pack chief of staff like Sinatra Eat, drink, swank, nigga that's the mantra Betta stand when I speak, nigga, fix your posture Chief don't run, baby, word to poppa Wanted me to-be-a lawyer, engineer or doctor The new Godfather, keep your old mobsters Matter fact, you can keep your old Oscars It's tomorrow never dies now I'm on yacht with a prince in Dubai now I'm with the Dalai Lama's homies in the sky lounge Cocktails got me loosenin' my tie now They say a prophet never honored in his homeland That's fine, I'd rather have my own land Gotta plan for a hundred Roman numerals Long live the chief, nigga, welcome to your funeral Oh the chief don't run Oh the chief don't run Oh the chief don't run Oh the chief don't run It's my time, hit the gong out here They gon' need to build a bigger wall out here I live a different set of laws out here Know my rights even when I'm in the wrong out here Look what we did with one song out here Like a locksmith opened every door out here Ya dealing with a king, not a kong out here You a pawn, but we can get along out here You in my house actin' too free though We know you foul—nigga, two free throws Chiefy, chiefy in a new chief cloak I ain't even said a word, but my suit bespoke I got a new agenda, gotta carry through When your father's enemies are tryna bury you And the royal families are tryna mary you Long live the chief, nigga, welcome to your burial Oh the chief don't run Oh the chief don't run Oh the chief don't run Oh the chief don't run Everybody wanna run, they don't want it like us Paid my dues, but they still tryna Wesley Snipe-us Tell me why we gon' still win tonight Breakin' bread, we got everybody right