Songteksten

(Never ran, never ran) You know what it is Everybody get your motherfucking roll on (Oops) Yeah, yeah Everybody get your motherfucking roll on Throw it at me, baby, let me get my stroke on You got that bomb pussy, I can't really go long If it's four-five minutes, then it's your fault Yeah, that's your fault I took the Drake flow You know I've been getting high, but I lay low No chains on, feeling like Django Need a two-seater baby that's a tango We can tango, I know it take two This a one take, when I'm done 'K, cool I don't dance, baby, this is how I make moves Heard my competition saying that they can't lose Well that's fake news You gotta pay dues, I was in the same boat, same shoes Burning through the gas like H2's Gotta make them beg, so they can't choose I'ma get a Benz when I break through I would make a song before and after class Always in the hall, I never had a pass In my habitat I had a battle back Never ran unless I had a ball Or they had a badge (Whoop, whoop) If you don't get it that could take a minute Don't tell Murda Beatz that I may commit it Shawty got the YSL fake edition She put a burner and her makeup in it You think I'm talking like a tough guy Spent a long time out Ohio still a buckeye She got little titties, but she knows I'm a butt guy Always stuck around, stay down, saw my upside, yeah I'm a different man now, I don't play around I was destined, no question Hands down, tryna get the bands up But I never let my fans down Learned my lesson, that's why I get it in advance now Saw you on the block tryna fit in like Tetris Your projects never live up to projections You don't count blessings If you get depressed in a Honda, you gon' get depressed in a Lexus I should probably take my own advice and suggestions Paying full price every vice and investment I threw all my paper like extra, extra One day when I get the necklace I'ma let my diamonds hold hands, it's a romance Check the Stance, Anti-drug programs You've got no job, no brand, no bands You could grow up in Chicago, still have no Chance I would make a song before and after class Always in the hall, I never had a pass In my habitat, I had to battle back Never ran unless I had a ball Or they had a badge (Whoop, whoop) If you don't get it that could take a minute If you don't get it, that could take a minute (You don't get it) If you don't get it, that could take a minute If you don't get it, that could take a minute If you don't get it, that could take a minute Who am I kidding, you don't get it
Writer(s): Curtis Aaron Richardson, Anthony Moody, Eileen Kling, Chris Cole Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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