Lyrics:
Back streets are like track meets 'cause I be runnin' this
Ain't nowhere to run ('cause I be runnin' this)
Ain't nowhere to hide (come on)
Ain't
all over
Time I wasted, the time I spent
Time I've got to run away
I saw you, yesterday
Running down my track
I saw you just yesterday
I could
my pad then went and said it on a track
There ain't no other way to tell him he's a twat
In fact have you ever been a dad never that
I'm mad at you
tracks on tracks
Eh. I’m chilling but this black don’t crack
Sheybi you want to run my race
(Steadily making my pepper)
Sheybi you want to judge my
That I can throw out there like knick-knacks
People know people who can show you
Just what your clique lacks
By popular demand
You're confused, is it
The dog days are done
The horses are coming
So you better run
Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father
Run for your children, for your
by my side
They gon' be surprised I'm pushin' my limits
Tell Rilla to run up a track
I'm goin' hard in the booth 'till I'm winning
Don't try to hit up
a break
We only had one date (or two, or three, or four)
Fuck that, who’s countin’ anyway
But you are, you are
You’re keeping track like I’m a runner
But
casting spells
To get rich
To get rich
Shawty love the way I do it I'm a young romancer
Ima go run up this money but I'll make time for you
You don't need
let's go)
Straight out the cut getting that money we running it up (Run it Up) (Run It Up)
Running it up if you was me you would run out of luck ( I )
Ran
run, we gon' come for you
My I.V. is red like thermometers
I fuck on that bitch like a porn star
Hit me up when I'm on tour
I'mma unlock the card if
a athlete
I dont really care
Run it like a track meet
Yea we up in here
Chilling in the backseat
Yea we lit in here
Yea we in the back seat
Bitches by my ear
long, lost john.
Lost john standing by the railroad track
a-waitin' for the freight train to come back.
The freight train come back but never made a stop
it rock like standing on a boulder
You know this work gon show while you be kickin' bars when older
All aboard I'm on track to somewhere now
Where we
Era - Era - Era
The world is run by psychopaths who kill and brew terror
Together we travel interstellar and find a new home know we gotta do better
I
identified by cat scan
My mission is to make sure that you feel n bounce
You a baby dealer you can't even sell a ounce
Hit da sino jackpot then I'm cashing out
You sound like a Bitch Bitch
Shut the fuck up
Your tracks are hate magnet
Fuck your beard Weird
Alright
You yelling at the mic you weird beard
We
why,
I'm not looking back, because I am back on my own track
Put your shoes on, let's go for a run,
move your feet, run to the beat,
come with me, just
Reaching for an endless sky
Is my only source of life
Cause I..
Wanna have you by my side
I won't let you run and hide
If I have to I will haunt you
it's worth I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some shit that ain't write yet
No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout
Y'all niggas
You didn't answer so I opened up the flap
It's just an empty sleeping bag and your backpack
I'm looking at your tracks and you
Took a couple laps
Blaise Bailey Finnegan III is the name of an Iron Maiden vocalist and is also the name of the second track on Godspeed You Black Emperor!'s EP, Slow
we're moving at a good pace
You and I we're never quitting in the race
Gonna run so far
Ooo
Got me falling off track now
Sitting pretty
Ooo
Got me falling
'Cause some people chase the world other people let the world chase them, yo
We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)(Yeah)
Yeah, can you hear it?
I
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