Lyrics:
Run a check up
I wanna rack up
I just wanna make it then i flip it so you really see a nigga stack up
Run a check up
I wanna rack up
I just wanna
every kind of flow cause I Practiced It
I'ma eat any foe, run and leave better go because he's not the one you wanna Battle With
Oh
I'ma hit the top with
all run free
You better come clean
All this blood ain’t cheap
Man my people is flawless, You gon feel us regardless
Whats the point of lawyers when all
I feel like last song wasn't a bop so I'm just gonna go solo this one, no features
And i hit a bitch in the back with a chopstick
Run up pull
and yo amigo
In yo el camino
Aye
Suckas in the area
We shoot em wit hysteria
You runnin' like a terrier
I run off wit yo stereo
And I'm leaving wit yo
up
Thinking I should have died
You can see right through the make up
These scars I can not hide
Hide(Hide) Hide
I can run but I can't hide from you
not
My first time
That's old work
Still won't cut em off
I need interest
Go run and tell em that
Knowing
One day
That I would get it
Bust quick
Never
the weak-hearted
Not for someone who runs and hides
No backing down once it gets started
You gotta stick to your guns...stick to your guns
If you’re looking for
need
Break the walls holding me
One step back don't run away
Keep me close, lead the way
Nothing left except for you in my mind
Break the walls holding
mother fucking Velli, money in the gunner
Cash money gunner, cash, cash money gunner
3-2-1 I run like forest
My bitch bad to the ground she gorgeous
She
smoking on boof
Loose like a screw and i'll run up on you
Better not run up if you got shit to lose
Ok like check, I be next
I hit net, it all wet
Run
With No love on the deep end
And I ain't have a purpose
No ears no eyes you can
Feel the Serpents
Let my tears run dry
No matter the purpose
I
Know you can't control how you're feeling
Fucking up your soul breaking bones you can hear it
Shit it's like I own how you're feeling
Bitch I run
feel
How you stayed inside my head
I just want to take your hand
Leave with you to another land
Run off with you with no regrets
Forget all doubts
sin city
Sin city won't save you
Sin sin sin city, sin sin sin city
You can't run from the truth
The mental fog, it breathes in my lungs
It's inside
Okay up up up
They talk too much I run it up
I count my bucks bucks bucks
They on my nuts they getting bucked
I can’t trust trust trust
They say I’m
take the same route
But I don’t care what they say now
I want you all to myself tonight
I just want you to stay
I’m in my feelings don’t run away (Hey
Back to the old me, back blowing oG
back on my old shit
Back to the wall
Yeah back in that bullshit
No where to run to
Back to the old me
Back
I would run, I would run
Kentucky moon oh meet New Jersey sun
And I told my mother if there ever was one I would run
I would run
This is me running
in the shadows
They just run away so fast
Told myself
I want some change
So I ring
My own doorbell
And I started to feel
I was in the wrong place
Giraffes on stilts
Giraffes on stilts
Giraffes on stilts
Everybody run
Giraffes on stilts
Giraffes on stilts
Giraffes on stilts
Everybody run
Imma run up bag everyday of the week
I keep a glock under seat just Incase a nigga think he gone rob me
Hollows gone hit him and put em to sleep
Now
To run it up
I wanna her body
Can't get enough
She know I want her
Won't give it up
Give her some pressure
Not giving up
Not giving up
When I'm
Left my grind yet
I don't see a
Threat
Muh' fuckers
Come around here
Like they run shit
These zombies
Here On McClellan drive
Get you knocked
Off
Only
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