I keep 'em runnin', runnin', runnin', jaise mein he coach Mujhe pata hai shit is funny, but it's not a joke Mujhe sunte hain croron may on popular demand Aur jou dedh hoshiyari karay, lete proper hum remand Bada sound, badi soch, karun bade-bade kaam Mere shows pe naaqis hojate saare intezaam When we pull up tou phir chaos, the hype is mad Urdu rap game pe ikhtiyar ab bhi hai Jisko shakk hai uski soch he hogi jhaant ke baraber Chaar rapper kaate beech se, woh aath ke baraber Launde baatein tou karte hain, par kis baat ki bina par? Mein sulah nahi karta, mein karun islaah yahan par So you keep runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' For your life boy This that Kattar Karachi, saat sau chhiyasi, AK-47 type shit Mein Mr. Most-Streamed Itne gaane likhun aaj kal, mujhe chahiye typist On top of that I need Versace, new Balance Gucci, Prada and then some Nikes Let it go one time So you keep runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' For your life boy (Runnin' for your life boy) This that Kattar Karachi, saat sau chhiyasi, AK-47 type shit (Kattar Karachi, you know) So you keep runnin', runnin', runnin' Like they're coming for you (Yeah) You keep running, par tu kar nahi sakta outrun (Yeah, yeah) So you keep runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' For your life boy (Runnin' for your life) Khaali bottlein hain, peene wala jaam janay Lafz banay qeemti, iska har ek daam janay Aise kaamon may padega tou anjaam janay Mujhe mera Khuda janay, tujhe tera Ram janay Boss life jee rahe naukri se bhaage hue Teen raatein non-stop bhai log jagay hue Pait bharay rehte jabke bade faqay hue Pistol dashboard may aur sheher poora naqay hue Chahiye more money, more money, more money Khoon baha yaaron ka, yeh real hardcore money Chheene niwalay nahi, yeh nahi koi chor money Five star life kyunke karti bada shor money Maula madad! I need more time Mein jou soch raha, kar nahi sakta yahan pe rhyme Ek he baat pe ho daava, ek he baat pe hun qaayem Kya ab aayega ya guzar chuka mera prime, Oh Lord! Smoking too much, mujhe half-half dikhta hai Kaalay chehre pe tou chitta saaf-saaf dikhta hai Mujhe chaaron taraf paap-paap dikhta hai Baap bada hoke bhi tou baap-baap dikhta hai Yeah, yeah, yeah So you keep runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' For your life boy (Runnin' for your life boy) This that Kattar Karachi, saat sau chhiyasi, AK-47 type shit (Kattar Karachi, you know) So you keep runnin', runnin', runnin' Like they're coming for you You keep running, par tu kar nahi sakta outrun So you keep runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' runnin' For your life boy (Runnin' for your life)