Lyrics:
own beat
Don't run out kicks that bounce
We should see this as our chance to
Make changes and undo
The terrible mess we're in
It's time to look
Run through the city tryna make it yuh
Keep up with the pace or well smoke you yuh
Pour up a 40 then ill stone it up
Keep catching bodys with no cops
I steal from Peter to pay Paul, desperate people
Shoplifting in a bathroom stall
Go to jail, can't make bail
Run amuck in the socialism
For the rich
me
What we do
When we leave
Anticipating
Can't wait for another taste and
It's actual and factual
I'm the one you gon wanna run back to
What I got
I'm so lost in all your love
Baby soaking all this up
Let you take my heart and run
Please don't ever do me wrong
Tired of begging you to stay
I cant
The tears won the years run
I’m right here son I fear some
Will not comprehend
What it’s like to be you they see you
But you’re so lost in yourself you cannot
(Ayo Quantic run them bands up)
(Yeah, go dummy Kyle)
(Oh Lord, Jetsonmade Another)
Imma, shoot at a nigga no talking I don’t like to argue with
the fumes go
Through the night sky
This where I zone out
Hit a home run
Number 42
Break a couple necks
In the 32
Coming soon camber to
Cypress avenue catch
I let go of the dove
Mindlessly
Don’t know what I was thinking of
Silly me
But I’m here now
Nowhere to run
Letting my song cry
Just to feel young
with me he ready to go and get em
Don’t you ever try to run up on me
Cause I be ridin with some killers everyday two or three
We riding dirty and we
know you're the most beautiful girl in the world
You're so damn talented and funny
You kept saying we'll run into each other again
And it'll all be good
problems and everybody think that they can solve em solve em yeah
Problems problems probably why these niggas out here robbing
I'm just tryna run my city
Oh lord have mercy on your soul
You’ll burn for your shit before you go
No point to start a rebellion
It’s too late he’s run out of patience
But
my curiosity to explore
Far more I reason and disregard tradition rules
To the distance people will run and call me
Coon, rules all i want is liberty
I'm like Ali
I'm dodging quickly
You cannot watch me
You cannot run me
You cannot son me
Get off of me please
Baby
And I gave you all my time
And all
out you was never trill
Bloodline pop da top off da seal
Yea ima genius wit these words I got gas not no birds
We run up dem racks now look at day face
down because my pants low
You can't run no moe boy get them hands up
I didn't wanna fight I had to man up
Kage went to juvie fo a lick again
Thought that
thoughts run wild
Running, like children on a playground
Scraping their knees on unkempt slides
Dead leaves dance goodbye to summer rays
While I sit and cry
mo
Snatch a n**** by his throat
If he holla don’t let him go
Take his jewelry then run out the door
Oouu
They call me fake fake
How i’m gettin money,
betray grim
I run with the set
Breaking in heavens freeing angels
All My Angels Sing
TFR Hood Angels Fly Out
kill homunculi
And you trust they drug cus' it numb your mind
Walking zombie who really run it?
Its up to you to decide
We all getting high ugh
Dopamine
the long run
For the record even way after the Song done You could catch em
Pushing for greatness that weak shit Ain’t impressing me
Deserve to live abundant
had it bad
So I’m blessed to say that as a kid I always had a chance
My parents gave me all the tools
And said you gotta run with them
They always told
Takin' my steps one at a time
Walking on my heels, Yo do you mind
Usually run but speed walk just fine
Skip with the left but dragged with the right
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