Letra

What is it we're running from? How fast am I? Yeah What is it we're from (yeah, yeah) I've been on the beach, feel different when the bag hit us We gon' get it one day, that's the low averages Just running into Monday, blinking into Sunday Baby, I've been working, yeah, show me the money I've been on the beach, feel different when the bag hit us We gon' get it one day, that's the low averages Just running into Monday, blinking into Sunday Baby, I've been working, yeah, show me the money I've put food on the same table the script was getting flipped on Music making money, making shit, the lights are switched on Back turnin' the page and back earnin' the ways The contracts on the back burner Last one to get played, but first pick for the game (hmph) Yeah I tried skippin' the fame, but it come with getting the name I tried skippin' the fame, but the bag wasn't hittin' the same Had to hurtle the gate, it's a-, yeah It's a-, dime burner, it's two steps at a time A real ride surf, I'm just blessed for the time I'm truly a diamond, feel the pressure to shine I'm, just after what's mine, yeah I've been on the beach, feel different when the bag hit us We gon' get it one day, that's the low averages Just running into Monday, blinking into Sunday Baby, I've been working, yeah, show me the money I've been on the beach, feel different when the bag hit us We gon' get it one day, that's the low averages Just running into Monday, blinking into Sunday Baby, I've been working, yeah, show me the money Got a lot to show for it, not a lot to owe for it Babe I did it my way, never did the most for it Kept it low-key too, transparent, see through I want this, I need you, a friend's gotta eat too How we split the pie up, is how we run the business How we tie the tie-up, is why we look delicious Property to buy up, leave it to our kid's kids Love to the Masih, it's why we go the distance I've been on the beach, feel different when the bag hit us We gon' get it one day, that's the low averages Just running into Monday, blinking into Sunday Baby, I've been working, yeah, show me the money I've been on the beach, feel different when the bag hit us We gon' get it one day, that's the low averages Just running into Monday, blinking into Sunday Baby, I've been working, yeah, show me the money What is it we're running from? How fast am I? What is it we're running from? How fast am, how fast am I?
Writer(s): Nicolas Donovan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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