Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tjackson
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Oshodi Saheed Anichebe
Songwriter
Yusuf Tijani Sunday
Songwriter
Folarin Habib Akinfolarin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jlazbeat
Engineer
Lyrics
Down in the mud hold my chopper gun gun
The feds comin thru you better run come home
You better stack your money before **** come know
I got freestyle we be runnin shit (oh no)
I’m well protected cuz I wear my condom
I can never let this **** know I’m alone
Runnin shit from the south-side I’ll never gone
Rolling loud when I’m off I go to the space
Giving mudafucker space Just to know their place
Screaming my name when you see me you know what it takes
We be running sh!t
We be running sh!t
We be running sh!t
I know we be running sh!t
We be running sh!t
We be running sh!t
We be running sh!t
I know we be running sh!t
Yeah
You know it’s habibfreestyle on da track
I got my homies
Tyscream right here
We just sippin’ we leanin’
You know what I'm saying
I’m sipping on lean I’m popping the pills
She giving me head I know I’m a star
I bang in a foreign
We came a long way
Came outta the slums
But now we just ballin’
Copped me a coupe
It came with no rims bitches
Nothing but 10s cigars
Molly Perco cets
Dirty sprite
Name it we do it
Hunnids no fifties
The bitch is a 10
She came with her friend
Was a hell of a night
V.G.C chevron drive
Moving my products
Gotta supply
Dodging the feds
Dodging the problems
Money be flowing
We just be wilding
Young and rich
You know what I’m saying
We rule the bloc They wanna be us
made it that shit up Shit ain’t real
You never be wilding Stole my style
Not your stylist Fake ass dawgs
Copped me a Rarri Two doors
Me and my bitch
The fuck you sayin
I always be wanting money when these **** want bitches
That’s why I roll with Jackson cuz he
focused
And we tryna build our empire so the money Long
Just so we can make it rain in strip clubs
We be running shit
We be running shit
We be running shit
You know we be running shit
Me and Jackson pulled up on this bitches
And these **** they just hating on us
Cuz we the dons of the hood Go
Rockstar
Rockstar
I'm a fuckin popstar
On the road running got me feeling like a monster
Gotta stack them bandz
You can call me el choppa
My stick gat me saggin'
Choppa while I'm walkin'
I don't do no talkin'
I can see they mummering
They don't want no smoke so they lowkey when I'm comin'
I be on the throne
Like mufasa who gon stop me
I was down broke now dem ladies wanna love me
Written by: Folarin Habib Akinfolarin, Oshodi Saheed Anichebe, Yusuf Tijani Sunday
