Runn'em Down
Freddie Moore
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BFG ENT Broken family gang That's on everything Need A wedding ring Run him down cause I need my cake Sale A pound and I speed no brake On the grind for the cheese long days On the grind yeah it be long days Got racks I'm gone beat my case Got racks I'm gone feed my face Got racks you can see my safe Got racks look at me I'm straight Racks look at me Racks look at me Racks look at me Racks look at me Run him down cause I need my cake Sale A pound and I speed no brake On the grind for the cheese long days On the grind yeah it be long days Niggas rocking they CEO chain Niggas rocking they CEO rings Niggas rocking they CEO watch I can watch and I see yo plot All these racks on me I got knots All these racks on me I got guap In the trap I open up shop Put racks on top of yo top I can't wait until they let Twan free I can't wait until they let Twan out I'm gone grind until the death of me I'm gone grind until my breath run out I'm gone sign I'm with B.F.G I'm gone sign to myself right now You can come get a BLT You can come get a bell right now Hit the trap and that shit gone swang Try to jack and this shit gone sang All these racks I don't need your name All these racks I don't need no fame Niggas broke why they be so lame Niggas broke why they be so poor Seven racks to me that's change Seven racks just bought your soul Run him down cause I need my cake Sale A pound and I speed no brake On the grind for the cheese long days On the grind yeah it be long days Got racks I'm gone beat my case Got racks I'm gone feed my face Got racks you can see my safe Got racks look at me I'm straight Racks look at me Racks look at me Racks look at me Racks look at me Run him down cause I need my cake Sale A pound and I speed no brake On the grind for the cheese long days On the grind yeah it be long days How I slept in the room no bed SMH how I do my head Stack it up how I do my bread Stack it up yeah I do my best And I know it I do I'm blessed Kundalini run through my chest I can see through my Third Eye yes And you probably ain't heard I guess Niggas f*ck up my vibe with mess Niggas f*ck up my high with threats Then A nigga might die might rest Then A nigga might die my guess Yea A nigga might R.I.P Put him six feet in the ground Blue hundreds that's all I see Blue hundreds that's all I count And these niggas be talking money But ain't got no money round I ain't trippin of young hun*** He gone catch A hundred rounds Seven racks that ain't no money On your top that's money down I might throw them an extra ten When they run lil buddy down Run him down cause I need my cake Sale A pound and I speed no brake On the grind for the cheese long days On the grind yeah it be long days Got racks I'm gone beat my case Got racks I'm gone feed my face Got racks you can see my safe Got racks look at me I'm straight Racks look at me Racks look at me Racks look at me Racks look at me Run him down cause I need my cake Sale A pound and I speed no brake On the grind for the cheese long days On the grind yeah it be long days BFG ENT Broken Family Gang That's On Everything Need A Wedding Ring
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