This is a song about "Dont run away"

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

And run away, because hip hop couldnt hold

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Run away get away ye's got a gun

I want to fight the music on this one

So you better run away cause if i reach you your dead,

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Run away, run away, sometimes my mind feels no pain,

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

I saw a crazed shooter run away screaming in a blast of rage

I just want somebody i can see

When you can run away and cry, me,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Haters say, "i think i'll run away until the danger fades."