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targets like the games, its (Ooh) 
Legendary, carry through the ages (Ages)
I got balance only cuz He's gracious (Hallelujah)
Huh 

They done made a lil

niggas, it feel so arousing
Come with me lil baby, we gon run it up

Yea I'm smoking on this Zaza and it got me stuck
I'm a real fucking nigga, ion gotta

streets
Smoke a lil weed
Pop lil e
Be as hard as katt stax
Run to the police
Like a bitch
45 Mouse trap on my hip
Since you snitch
Cuz im movin mean 
All

gotta shake back, gotta get inside my bag
Run it up until my pockets fat
Yeah, when I was in the trap, nigga, where was you at

Puffing on this gas,

cause, y'all boys snitches (Fasho)
And you know how I play (Either way), Juug or Jay
By the way, you gotta get cash
I think I need to sign with Young

remember i was down on my dick tryna get me a play
Bougie lil bitch
She can't fuck with you if you don't get paid
Turn my signal off they can't find out

callin' me, but I go ghost like Lil' Zane
I'm not a driver, but I can get in and out lanes
Hit a  20 my first, why you think I'm a change

That shit fucked

block
Chii got lined by a thot
How the fuck I be uppin' the score
And y'all still ain't do shit
Got a Glock, I been feenin' to click
Catch Jo Bandz, turn

niggas bitches on my soul
Why they monitor a nigga
Won't contribute to the goal
I'm smoking dopey dopey dope
And yo lil hoe had gave me throat
In

Not Promised Tomorrow

Sunz of Man

The Last Shall Be First

1998

[ Hell Razah ] 
Your not promised tomorrow
 ( You know what I'm sayin )
We are livin by the bottle
 ( The pages of life turn every day )
Be careful

options got a good selection
Lil baby this how China taste, if she wanna stay she better get it together
Hit my drank that's one in a million, lil baby how

Frontline

The Pharcyde

Wrap It Up

2001

to quote Mr Flave:
Don't Believe the Hype unless his last name is Williams
Then it's guaranteed play, am I lying?
If you ask me how I'm doing, I'm trying

Counting all my cash, lil bitch, yeah I run it up
Zzz, I got insomnia
I don't get mad, lil bitch cos I fuck it up
Fuck it up lil bitch
I don't say "Howdy!",

tell who puttin on
I can tell who run they mouth
I can tell who keep on frontin like they really from the south

I can tell who really widdit
I can tell

Run that shit the fuck back
Yeah
Real CityBoiGreg, uh
Like old souls I put my shit on vinyl records, I'm timeless
I wear this shit like belts around

Bending corners getting money
Yeah it's how we get it
Bending corners, rubber bands
It's how we do it
Run-in streets, like dope dealers
Is to survive

bounce
Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce

I'm the richest young nigga you know
When I run through all these bitches, they stay

If the House Burns Down Tonight

Switchfoot

Where the Light Shines Through

2016

you by my side
I see the smoke piling up in the rear view mirror
Yeah but I ain't ever seen it any clearer
If the house burns down tonight
I got

Get this money by my lonely bitch I aint stoppin until the death of me
With two foreign bitches next to me you know I got the recipe
Head up to god

Run up a check 
Run up a check 
Still tryna flex on my ex
Aye 
Stacking this bread 
I'm charging ahead 
I do not harbor regrets 
Aye 
All my friends

yesterday

Your kiss, my lips
I can't hold back
Diving all the way in
But you're making everybody else

Run away hide up in the bathroom
Everybody's so scared

I'm up late at night can't let you go
Always seeing your face everywhere I go
I cannot run from you
I'm staring at the moon
I'm up late at night,

Cut And Run

Pallas

Sentinel

1984

and terminate
We have read your mind
You are an enemy of the state
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Run from the gun
Flee for your life
Assassin: "John Doe"
"I have

much déjà vu

And now
I can feel your love
Your temporary touch
It's a hit and run
You go back there when you're done
Don't you want some more