Lyrics

Talk to me nice Aint about winning don't talk to me twice I dont play dice I make a move on the board it's precise The fuck is a price I took a fiddle and dipped it in ice I took a call and now Im on a flight Crew heading east got a booking tonight First stop is Atlanta I got breakfast plans at the waffle house Next up is Miami Hitting South beach fuck we talking bout Show out we in Brooklyn Im on Flatbush and we rocking out Then a red eye to Los Angeles Got a rich bitch waiting on the couch Lifes gonna try to hold you back They gon tell you that you still got time In a minute this could all fade to black Thats why we Run it up I want more its not enough I aint come for the runner up I go in imma win a cup I go in imma fuck it up Aint gon lose ima level up I been down but I got tough Run it up run it up run it up Run it up run it back Run it up run it back Running man running man We was on a hundred since run that Tell me where the lunch at I aint eat lunch yet Now yall need to front that Let me get a fronto Let me get a blunt wrap We was on a one pack Let me get a bust down Let me get an ace though Now I feel jacked in I was on a payroll This was all back then Oh my oh my Ima need a whole pie Sitting on a big yacht Lookin at a coast line Lofi lofi Bumping on four-fives Never let a track skip Please play the whole side Whole time co stars Looking for a co sign They aint even close tho Put em on a clothes line Stoop kid made it to the roof kid So the roof gone now listen to the proof kid Lifes gonna try to hold you back They gon tell you that you still got time In a minute this could all fade to black Thats why we Run it up I want more its not enough I aint come for the runner up I go in imma win a cup I go in imma fuck it up Aint gon lose ima level up I been down but I got tough Run it up run it up run it up
Writer(s): Jamal Monsanto Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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