Lyrics:
hard to find the right day
If u diss me you prolly hear a reply the same day
And not a track I'm hitting you back like where the fuck we meeting at
We
a bikini."
("Stand by...")
"Okay, alright, stop right there.
("Stand by...")
Where do you
Conceal the gun in a bikini?"
("Stand by...")
But what do you
your fuckin' wit a Mobsta
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta
If you got your shit right then run and hide
'Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side
For fuckin'
i’m gon stay by you like yo favorite song
And when you down i feel the same i can’t erase you nah
You run through my mind jus like a track meet n i’m
it
Listen kid yo, you was born to be a pawn but I'm a bishop
Back to the novel, you Son, it's logical
How you figure god, what, flow on the track
to admit to something
If all it's gonna cause is pain
Truth and my lies right now are falling like the rain
So let the river run
He's comin' home with
They ain't the reason, you went and bought a pair of shelltoe
The (fuck) is wrong witch'all?
People want to hurt Rev. Run, say cause I got dough
your other buddies they could go away
Fuck up out my face
'Fore i catch a case
Fuck up out my face
'Fore you catch a fade
I'm tryna run this city
Up
hope to catch
By the broken bottles on my steps
Sorrow spills from your lips
Boy you're too young
You're gonna catch up
But there's no rush
So
Milky, and I'm back
My ace in the hole was this brand new track
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen
love 'em and you missin' em bad
But your gut is tellin' you they tend to get in the way
So you push em to the side if they ain't pushin' ya tracks
By
So I run, and I run, and I ran and I ran praying maybe some day we meet again
Cause It hurts when you hurt, and I hurt and I feel, like I'm healed
Can
Yeah
Im with my crew
I got em mad now but what you gonna do
Track star running laps around you
Got the bust down rollie and the loubs
And thats
to you but I still
Have my pride
Sick of hauling your love around
Wanna run my train alone
But the engine tracks straight through your heart
And weighs me
You smell the runts so you know I brought the pack in
I pull them tracks out to pay to put em back in
When I'm done she get it tatted on her back man
I
I'm selling mine
Shots fired but expired by the 7th time
How the fuck you cool
You don't even know the rules
He just flew the coop and
Got chickens he
state facts my proclaim
Good vibes run through my brain
Changing lives is my campaign
Floating all on this track man
Toast for Success pour champagne
I'm
the Refugee Camp!
Run up on you be , and leave your seat damp!
And sell stocks slow, sellin' high, by low
From Madina up to Y.O.
El Capitan
the check run the check
Say word to Dolce we the best
We the best we the best
Hit the function make a mess
I don't give 'em less
I'm on a mar
I'm by the stars
First they wanna see u on the wrong track
Then they wanna smile at you
Now I think I'm ready for the respect
I'm the one that speak the truth
First
say man, track after track was just
Him just giving us his truth and uh
And if you can live life just, you know, just being truthful
You won't have no
You let me run it out alone
You let me run it out alone
You let me run it out alone
You let me run it out alone
They always let me down before
They
to na track
Selvagem como leão, bro respect
O mundo em conexão, click clack
Canal em explosão, B black
In this game you can never relax
(Never relax,
up a time to meet how's Friday okay
These are ordinary conversations I have my life
You'd think I'm crazy by the way these people come up to me
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