Running Man / So What?
See You Nowhere, (I'll See You Nowhere)
I'll See You Nowhere soon... (Nowhere)
See You Nowhere, (I'll See You Nowhere)
I'll See You- (Cut that bitch off)
Keep a 30 on the waist of my other pants
All up in my face I make em' do the running man
I ain't talking bout, hm nah fuck it man
My shit so cold it'll make the whole summer end
I got mood swings make me see in double and
Anxiety but I shake it with my other hand
Swear I'm only here to create and make a couple grand
But bro I'm holding shit together with a rubber band
I just want to love you
I just want to see what you on where you at!
(SO WHAT!)
I just want the cash hoe
I just want to leave with some dollars in my bag
(SO WHAT!)
No I don't trust you
But I want to love you
We could leave our problems in the past
(SO WHAT!)
I just want a bag though,
I want me some jewels and some ruby's on my neck!
(SO WHAT!)
Solo (So low) bitch you know where I'm at
Scribbles on the wall I'm a psychopath
Making worlds in my head like I'm tripping off tabs
Get some cash off the pen I ain't tripping on tabs
Gold on my neck and front right tooth
Make a mill' from my room never stepped in a booth
"WHAT THE FUCK YOU MEAN BOY?"
"YOU GETTING NO GREEN BOY"
Watch me run up on the scene you got a clear eye view
I miss them days when we would run the block
Playing 21 no we don't run the clock
When we ran them bitches right up off the court
And then we ding dong ditch and running from the cops
What would happen if I really wrote it back
Lil shy kid he from the cul-de-sac
What would happen if I really logged out?
Would they care about the shit I'm on now?
Would I make my mu'fucking mom proud?
They like "Sammy what the fuck you on bout?"
Ima be the one they talk bout
Ride an old Mercedes' with the top down
Got a couple bitches with the top down
The storm's coming yea it's calm now
"Why you quiet bro?" I'm just calm now, I'm just calm now, I'm just calm now...
I just want to love you,
I just want to see what you on where you at!
(SO WHAT!)
I just want the cash hoe
I just want to leave with some dollars in my bag
(SO WHAT!)
No I don't trust you
But I want to love you
We could leave our problems in the past
(SO WHAT!)
I just want a bag though
I want me some jewels and some ruby's on my neck!
My passport got pages full
To find you, just to find you
Don't know what I get faded for
It's like I'm blind to, what I been crying to
My passport got pages full
To find you, just to find you
Don't know what I get faded for
It's like i'm blind to, what I been crying through
The current on board flight time is
I'll See You Nowhere soon... (Nowhere)
See You Nowhere, (I'll See You Nowhere)
I'll See You- (Cut that bitch off)
Keep a 30 on the waist of my other pants
All up in my face I make em' do the running man
I ain't talking bout, hm nah fuck it man
My shit so cold it'll make the whole summer end
I got mood swings make me see in double and
Anxiety but I shake it with my other hand
Swear I'm only here to create and make a couple grand
But bro I'm holding shit together with a rubber band
I just want to love you
I just want to see what you on where you at!
(SO WHAT!)
I just want the cash hoe
I just want to leave with some dollars in my bag
(SO WHAT!)
No I don't trust you
But I want to love you
We could leave our problems in the past
(SO WHAT!)
I just want a bag though,
I want me some jewels and some ruby's on my neck!
(SO WHAT!)
Solo (So low) bitch you know where I'm at
Scribbles on the wall I'm a psychopath
Making worlds in my head like I'm tripping off tabs
Get some cash off the pen I ain't tripping on tabs
Gold on my neck and front right tooth
Make a mill' from my room never stepped in a booth
"WHAT THE FUCK YOU MEAN BOY?"
"YOU GETTING NO GREEN BOY"
Watch me run up on the scene you got a clear eye view
I miss them days when we would run the block
Playing 21 no we don't run the clock
When we ran them bitches right up off the court
And then we ding dong ditch and running from the cops
What would happen if I really wrote it back
Lil shy kid he from the cul-de-sac
What would happen if I really logged out?
Would they care about the shit I'm on now?
Would I make my mu'fucking mom proud?
They like "Sammy what the fuck you on bout?"
Ima be the one they talk bout
Ride an old Mercedes' with the top down
Got a couple bitches with the top down
The storm's coming yea it's calm now
"Why you quiet bro?" I'm just calm now, I'm just calm now, I'm just calm now...
I just want to love you,
I just want to see what you on where you at!
(SO WHAT!)
I just want the cash hoe
I just want to leave with some dollars in my bag
(SO WHAT!)
No I don't trust you
But I want to love you
We could leave our problems in the past
(SO WHAT!)
I just want a bag though
I want me some jewels and some ruby's on my neck!
My passport got pages full
To find you, just to find you
Don't know what I get faded for
It's like I'm blind to, what I been crying to
My passport got pages full
To find you, just to find you
Don't know what I get faded for
It's like i'm blind to, what I been crying through
The current on board flight time is
Credits
Writer(s): Sammy Marshall
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