Long Run (feat. Father T)
I'm still at the bottom
But this is no problem
These are the times
That's making me solid
Increasing my knowledge
For what's on the way
I'm nobodies prey
If your hand on the trigger
Then don't hesitate
Never scared of the outcome
In this shit for the long run
Hoe we making noise
Like a steel drum
We on the way
We want the crown
Like you owe me homie
Rather meet face to face
We ain't phony phony
Come alive in the night
Like I am coyote
Watch us kill em slowly
Bumping Tony, Toni, Tone
Feels good when you know
You got it
Some asleep
But really not surprised
Ma ya see ya son is on the rise
Pops ya see ya son is on the rise
Bout to wake em
Like its going down
Know the boy a virus
Like I get around
Feeling royal as I sip the crown
And what's in my owl
Nothing but the loud
While these bitches lounge
I'm up with my hounds
In the field
This shit real
Wrong move end up a meal
I'm just praying that
I touch a mill
Young motherfucker know
I love the milfs
Man of steel
Trained to kill
Bad boy just like will
Spit sick shit
I'm quite ill
No days off
Stay sharp
Fast forward in the play offs
Who knew this
Would pay off
They can not see me
Like Adolf aye
I'm still at the bottom
But this is no problem
These are the times
That's making me solid
Increasing my knowledge
For what's on the way
I'm nobodies prey
If your hand on the trigger
Then don't hesitate
Never scared of the outcome
In this shit for the long run
Hoe we making noise
Like a steel drum
We on the way
A lot has happened
In a couple of years
lotta pain and a whole
lotta tears
Praying to god
To please save my soul
But the devil still got me on payroll
I can feel em
When I try to shake loose
Look em in the eyes
And tell em he lose
So much wisdom
I can feel in my tooth
Heart cold I could freeze
Out the booth
Out of the mud
I became a rose
I am not living off flows
I am just living my life
I don't get caught in the hype
I dont make lefts
I just write
All in my pen
Magic its all in my pen
But my life's covered in sin
God told me I'd win
But I don't know where to begin
huh
But I think I'll make it
Yea I think I'll make it
Look I think I'll make it
I'm still at the bottom
But this is no problem
These are the times
That's making me solid
Increasing my knowledge
For what's on the way
I'm nobodies prey
If your hand on the trigger
Then don't hesitate
Never scared of the outcome
In this shit for the long run
Hoe we making noise
Like a steel drum
We on the way
But this is no problem
These are the times
That's making me solid
Increasing my knowledge
For what's on the way
I'm nobodies prey
If your hand on the trigger
Then don't hesitate
Never scared of the outcome
In this shit for the long run
Hoe we making noise
Like a steel drum
We on the way
We want the crown
Like you owe me homie
Rather meet face to face
We ain't phony phony
Come alive in the night
Like I am coyote
Watch us kill em slowly
Bumping Tony, Toni, Tone
Feels good when you know
You got it
Some asleep
But really not surprised
Ma ya see ya son is on the rise
Pops ya see ya son is on the rise
Bout to wake em
Like its going down
Know the boy a virus
Like I get around
Feeling royal as I sip the crown
And what's in my owl
Nothing but the loud
While these bitches lounge
I'm up with my hounds
In the field
This shit real
Wrong move end up a meal
I'm just praying that
I touch a mill
Young motherfucker know
I love the milfs
Man of steel
Trained to kill
Bad boy just like will
Spit sick shit
I'm quite ill
No days off
Stay sharp
Fast forward in the play offs
Who knew this
Would pay off
They can not see me
Like Adolf aye
I'm still at the bottom
But this is no problem
These are the times
That's making me solid
Increasing my knowledge
For what's on the way
I'm nobodies prey
If your hand on the trigger
Then don't hesitate
Never scared of the outcome
In this shit for the long run
Hoe we making noise
Like a steel drum
We on the way
A lot has happened
In a couple of years
lotta pain and a whole
lotta tears
Praying to god
To please save my soul
But the devil still got me on payroll
I can feel em
When I try to shake loose
Look em in the eyes
And tell em he lose
So much wisdom
I can feel in my tooth
Heart cold I could freeze
Out the booth
Out of the mud
I became a rose
I am not living off flows
I am just living my life
I don't get caught in the hype
I dont make lefts
I just write
All in my pen
Magic its all in my pen
But my life's covered in sin
God told me I'd win
But I don't know where to begin
huh
But I think I'll make it
Yea I think I'll make it
Look I think I'll make it
I'm still at the bottom
But this is no problem
These are the times
That's making me solid
Increasing my knowledge
For what's on the way
I'm nobodies prey
If your hand on the trigger
Then don't hesitate
Never scared of the outcome
In this shit for the long run
Hoe we making noise
Like a steel drum
We on the way
Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Burrell
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