RUN IT DOWN

Thank God that we here again, you know This the kinda shit that make you let it go Livin' in a city where it's hard to blow But fuck it, we gon' get it 'til it's ours for sure Now we got it (Got it) bumpin' (Bumpin'), run it down Now we got it (Got it) bumpin', it's the sound Now we got it bumpin', run it down Now we got it bumpin', it's the sound Ooh-hoo, hee-hee La-da-da-ah, ahh-ha Ooh-hoo, hee-hee La-da-da-ah, ahh-ha Yeah, what's your life like? I been on my lonely, tryna write, like There ain't no more days up in this life, like She said, "Don't be stressin' in the limelight" And get your mind right, ayy Prayers up, for the most part Ain't no chillin' on the sofa Head gone, head so far In the clouds any minute now I should get it now, I already told y'all I been tired of the useless I been tired of the usin' I ain't even talkin' loosely Your shit don't move me Niggas thinkin' it's a movie I just wanna make a move, see 'Cause it gets like that when your checks ain't stack And your money ain't right and you wanna get high With 'em and then you're just wastin' time And I don't wanna waste no time I just wanna get my money And I just wanna live my life Ain't nobody wanna ride Ain't nobody on my side (Woo) Ain't no time (Ain't no), ain't nobody on time (Ayy) Thank God that we here again, you know This the kinda shit that make you let it go Livin' in a city where it's hard to blow But fuck it, we gon' get it 'til it's ours for sure Now we got it (Got it) bumpin' (Bumpin'), run it down Now we got it (Got it) bumpin', it's the sound Now we got it bumpin', run it down Now we got it bumpin', it's the sound Ooh-hoo, hee-hee La-da-da-ah, ahh-ha Ooh-hoo, hee-hee La-da-da-ah, ahh-ha Run it down Take it a day at a time Pray that we all gonna shine I seen the darkest of days I need a spark and a change You got me stuck in my ways They pointed fingers to blame Really, it's one in the same thing And I never wanna be famous Something about it be great Something about what I make I only feel when I'm down I been around and back in the lab I feel like I'm runnin' around I need to be with the fam I need to speak with my dad Things on my mind Thinkin' about everything that we had Crusin' in the city, ride slow Tryna clear my mind for the most Okay, it's alright, I hope Only way I know is when I'm- Thank God that we here again, you know This the kinda shit that make you let it go Livin' in a city where it's hard to blow But fuck it, we gon' get it 'til it's ours for sure Now we got it bumpin', drop it, run it down Now we got it bumpin', it's the sound Now we got it bumpin', run it down Now we got it bumpin', run it down Wee-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Wee-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Wee-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Wee-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Look Feel like a million dollars, I'm tryna holler Rememberin' the days when you said that I was a goner I ain't gonna lie, man it hit me, like real proper Talkin' on the phone for some hours, I had to top up Five days past it, oh what a blast Them days used to be the good days with my dogs Now I'm ATL chillin' Look who's back with a soul that's different I don't need dead weight, show you what's missin' You are only messin' with the pictures, not chasin' Funny how they treat you when your love is for the takin' You got it wrong, go on, must have been mistakin' I ain't even hatin', really just jaded off the bullshit (Ayy) New number, new phone, who dis? (Ahh) I been tryna turn a new page I been around the world, it felt great My buddy on it told me, "Keep it 25-8" Fuck it, if they love you don't worry 'bout the hate Shit gets real when you start to make planes And that's just the way, and that's just the way And that's just the way it goes (Way it goes) That's just the way it goes (Way it goes) Ooh-hoo, hee-hee La-da-da-ah, ahh-ha I'm really in the cut, no shit (No shit) I been workin' twenty-four seven, no flinch (No flinch) Ride around the city, ghost ridin' the whip (Skrt) Right now couldn't give a fuck what it is Right now I been hearin' all the same shit Right now got me thinkin, "Is this really it?" (Really) Just a young black man tryna get in (Get it) Tryna put the pieces to the puzzle, it's a mix Black, cut the talkin', put the muzzle on the clique Is it realer than it is? I ain't gonna lie We just tryna make a dime, are you down with the clique? There for the 'Gram, right here, take a pic Niggas goin' ham for the ends where I live Bitch, I come alive, how you think I made it here? They wanna see you down, they don't wanna see you clear I come alive, how you think I made it here?