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Went from MIA to LA, on the run like I don't got interstate (Yeah) I went from LA to the eight, on the run, you can't tell where I stay in (Yeah) Counting this paper I chase, no sleep, call me jetlagged, baby (Yeah) Counting this paper I chase, no sleep, call me jetlagged, baby (Yeah) Been a thousand twenties, spend a hundred hundreds (Spend a hundred hundreds) Money come and gonе, let's get straight to it (Brrt, brrt) Been a businessman, it's biggеr than music (It's bigger than music) Eyes on a new building with like eight units (Run it up) What's for sale? I might buy it all (Buy it all) Don't wanna put in work, nah, you just wanna ball (You just wanna ball) Got Louie bags with no money in 'em (What?) Bigger the lie, the harder they fall (Doot, doot) Fast route, for me it's always been a cash route Bag route, spend some money, switch the piece to Cash App (Cash App) Always been a stand-up guy, never back down (Laugh 'bout) Curry's on my team, it got some packouts Went from MIA to LA, on the run like I don't got interstate (Yeah) I went from LA to the eight, on the run, you can't tell where I stay in (Yeah) Counting this paper I chase, no sleep, call me jetlagged, baby (Yeah) Counting this paper I chase, no sleep, call me jetlagged, baby (Yeah) Savior of my city like I'm Luke Cage (Like I'm Luke Cage) This is real life, you're balling 2K (Balling 2K) I was just a youngin' counting loose change (Counting loose change) Now I got it coming twenty-two ways (Twenty-two) Twe-twelves on me, no Flu Gang (No Flu Gang) Same team, we the new wave (We the new wave) I told my baby, "Come and get some" (Come, come) What's her's mine, and she's here to stay (Yeah) I ask her, "Do you love me?" Why not, though? (Why not, though?) I know I'm on the go, I'm on the run, girl (On the run girl) For the money (Money) I'm about those ('Bout those) And no, I'm not from LA, I'm from New York (New York) Upstate, though (State, though) Know we got dough (Got dough) And we don't show no mercy, run the score up (Score up) Prices on my head (On my head) So we got poles (Doot-doot, doot-doot, doot-doot) Went from MIA to LA, on the run like I don't got interstate (Yeah) I went from LA to the eight, on the run, you can't tell where I stay at (Yeah) Counting this paper I chase, no sleep, call me jetlagged, baby (Yeah) Counting this paper I chase, no sleep, call me jetlagged, baby (Yeah)
Writer(s): David Halsey, Nicholas Sprague Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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