Kanye West —
Runaway

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© Acordes transcritos por: Elena Ladova // la especialista (https://Muzland.es)
± PPS (tempo): ♩ = 87 pulsaciones por minuto

Lyrics and music by Kanye West, Emile Haynie, Jeff Bhasker, Mike Dean, Terrence Thornton, Malik Yusef, John Branch and Peter Phillips
feat. Pusha T

Intro: 
  A | A | E | E | F#m
  F#m | D | D Dmaj E Eadd11  } ×2

 A
   And I always find, yeah,
                           E   
   I always find something wrong.
   You been putting up with my shit
                 F#m
   Just way too long.
   I’m so gifted at finding
                          D
   What I don’t like the most.
                   Dmaj
   So I think it’s time
       E            A
   For us to have a toast.

Chorus:
   A
     Let’s have a toast
     For the douchebags.
     Let’s have a toast
                 E   
     For the assholes.
     Let’s have a toast
     For the scumbags.
                                F#m
     Every one of them that I know.
     Let’s have a toast
     For the jerk-offs.
                              D
     That’ll never take work off.
     Baby, I got a plan:
                      E    A
     Run away fast as you can.

A
She find pictures in my email.
I sent this girl a picture
       E   
Of my dick.
I don’t know what it is with females,
                                 F#m
But I’m not too good with that shit.
See, I could have me a good girl,
And still be addicted
              D
To them hood rats.
And I just blame everything on you.
   Dmaj
At least you know
E                      A
That’s what I’m good at.

 A
   And I always find, yeah,
   I always find
   Yeah, I always find
             E   
   Something wrong.
   You been putting up with my shit
                 F#m
   Just way too long.
   I’m so gifted at finding
                          D
   What I don’t like the most.
                   Dmaj
   So I think it’s time
       E            A
   For us to have a toast.

Chorus:
   A
     Let’s have a toast
     For the douchebags.
     Let’s have a toast
                 E   
     For the assholes.
     Let’s have a toast
     For the scumbags.
                                F#m
     Every one of them that I know.
     Let’s have a toast
     For the jerk-offs.
                              D
     That’ll never take work off.
     Baby, I got a plan:
                      E    A
     Run away fast as you can.

Bridge:
 A                          Asus4
   Run away from me, baby,
   A
   Run away.
 E                        E6   
   Run away from me, baby,
   E7     F#m
   Run away.
   When it starts to get crazy,
   Then run away.
 D
   Babe, I got a plan:
               Dmaj    E
   Run away as fast as you can.

 A
   Run away from me, baby,
   Run away.
 E   
   Run away from me, baby,
   Run away.
 F#m
   When it starts to get crazy,
   Why can’t she just run away?
 D
   Baby, I got a plan:
               Dmaj    E
   Run away as fast as you can.

A
Twenty-four seven, three sixty-five,
Pussy stays on my mind.
      E   
I-I-I-I did it.
Alright, alright, I admit it.
Now pick your next move.
You can leave or live with it.
F#m
Ichabod Crane with that
Motherfucking top off.
Split and go where?
                           D
Back to wearing knockoffs? Haha.
Knock it off, Neiman’s, shop it off.
                Dmaj
Let’s talk over Mai Tais,
E
Waitress, top it off.

A
Hoes like vultures wanna fly
In your Freddy loafers.
You can’t blame ’em,
           Asus4         A      E   
They ain’t never seen Versace sofas.
Every bag, every blouse,
Every bracelet.
                   E6   
Comes with a price tag,
      E7      F#m
Baby, face it.
You should leave
If you can’t accept the basics.
Plenty hoes in
The baller-nigga matrix.
D
Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless.
         Dmaj             E
I’m just young, rich, and tasteless,
P!

A
Never was much of a romantic.
                                E   
I could never take the intimacy.
And I know I did damage.
’Cause the look in your eyes
            F#m
Is killing me.
I guess you knew of that advantage.
’Cause you could blame me
           D
For everything.
And I don’t know how I’ma manage.
Dmaj   E                      A
If one day, you just up and leave.

 A
   And I always find, yeah,
                           E   
   I always find something wrong.
   You been putting up with my shit
                 F#m
   Just way too long.
   I’m so gifted at finding
                          D
   What I don’t like the most.
                   Dmaj
   So I think it’s time
       E            A
   For us to have a toast.

Chorus:
   A
     Let’s have a toast
     For the douchebags.
     Let’s have a toast
                 E   
     For the assholes.
     Let’s have a toast
     For the scumbags.
                                F#m
     Every one of them that I know.
     Let’s have a toast
     For the jerk-offs.
                              D
     That’ll never take work off.
     Baby, I got a plan:
              Dmaj    E
     Run away fast as you can.

Instrumental: 
  A | A A Asus4 A | E |
  E E E6 E7 | F#m |

  F#m | D | D Dmaj E Eadd11 |
  A | A