Lyrics:
or forgivin'
When I walk along some railroad track and find
That you're movin' on the back roads
By the rivers of my memory and for hours you're just gentle
(Drippin in sauce)
Drippin in sauce (Sauce)
Run up that cheque (Run up that cheque)
Bitch i'm a boss
You can find me in the streets but no sesame
I got
We're split on different sides
Our views are divided in two as we multiply
We're affecting all of you with our rules that run your life
We remain
stolen
Call the cops he be stacking like Lego
Leave me holding all the blocks
Run up on him, treat you like the drop
Roof open all them stick-up boys
i'm losing track
Yea I'm down bad where my text back don't know how act yea
I want you bad aye I want you bad got you in my grip grab her by the wrists
you toasting your bread
how you handling your business
how you doing what you said
another track run it back
another tack on the board
another lesson
And I'm getting to the sack
Yea
Run this shit
Get it back
Yea
Fuck that lil puss from the back
Fuck around pull out her tracks
Yea
Put that lil puss
(Aye)
(Graww)
(Aye)
(Graww)
(Graww)
I'ma just keep on
Runnin' it up
Like track meet
Stackin' it up like Tetris
(Stack that shit up)
Im in key west
it all today I can run it up
Track 1 track 2 bitch I’m 3 dipping
Balenciagia track 1s & 2s I keep dripping
Nigga where the drank at I just keep
You ain't got time to tell me how you feel
By this time tomorrow, I'll be out in Bakersfield
Just like that horse steady running down the track
You
chea
Kanye West on the track (whoo!) Chi-Town, what's going on now?
Can I talk to y'all for a minute? Lemme talk to y'all for a minute
Just gimme
chea
Kanye West on the track (whoo!) Chi-Town, what's going on now?
Can I talk to y'all for a minute? Lemme talk to y'all for a minute
Just gimme
Written By: Derrick Wyatt
Ima go and run the game so you can sit down
I’m not gonna stop until I go and get the crown
Remember when you didn’t
on the wrong song an' I'm on the right track
I hit the cypher, and you bounce talkin' 'bout "Strick, I'll be right back!"
What the fuck you comin' back for?
I
So you know you got to go when tech n9ne give you this track
So I call on krizz, rittz and prozak, let's go!
(here we go again! haha! hey tech,
you back
I'm running to the bag
I'm running to my future
While you running off the tracks
I can guarantee that you
Gon try to run it back
Fuck your
to win by nature, cause I came up, came up from the concrete
There ain't nothing holding me back,
You're never gonna push me off track
Cause I got a good
Da Sensei hah, for the '9-8
F.T., Mike Zoot, Prince Po' huh, Pharoahe Monch
The Frontline, huh
You don't know what's up with this, uhh uhh
You
(Yeah)
(This my final warning, yuh)
I just run plays, I don't ever run track
Old self coming back, tryna keep me inna loop
I was on call so I had
know why you not on the track team
The way that you run from me
I know you fucked on my mans
So i gotta fuck on his bitch
Aint sorry but i still got love
so I never lack
Steps on demons like we running track, I know how to scrap
Remember days I was chasing after wealth, know I wanted that
Nowadays I run
Cl’ Che but you can call me Ms West
The only rap chick in South Park
In the library history chest
SPC, SUC, you can run across me
Legendary emcee
Every
Hold your breath when you see me walking by
I'm obsessed with movies, like Barbed Wire throw a stiletto in ya eye
I confess I'm like Jesse James in
Im hanging on by a thread
At any moment i might cut the circulation with this rope on my neck
I feel the pressure build inside it makes it hard
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