Running Man
Running man got to go run up a hundred bands
Big hands like poker I got my chips let's dance
I Can't wait for the money I need that shit advanced
Get to the money we must get to the money we trust
Running man got to go run up a hundred bands
Big hands like poker I got my chips let's dance
I Can't wait for the money I need that shit advanced
Get to the money we must get to the money we trust
We killing are selves for the oh mighty dollar that government printed out special
I heard the devil stay working his magic and heard that nigga won't settle
For nothing that less playing games like it's chest so you better be careful
Cause my gun don't come with a safety like a Glock giving out Thirty eight specials
Fuck a menu I need the buffet fuck having options I need everything
Tell me what do I stand to lose in this chapter when I'm already on the next page
These niggas talking about they cant even hear me think its time they crank up the gain
I'm a walking experiment lethal injection in the vein breaking them backs like I'm bane
The way the flow was changed would of thought I was the last avatar just like Aang
Uh Yea
Life is Strange but I'm living this shit everyday
So I got to go get me some paper
Line that shit up like a taper
Then fade away just like a fader
Single player no multiplayer
UH
Bitch I'm the anchor
I'll knock at your door Hello neighbor
Ain't shit sweet but I need me a favor
To Get
All of the money the blue strips big hundreds big bags big digits
New cars not rented
Windows stay tinted
Got to get it Got to get it
The money look cool to y'all
The money make fools of y'all HAHA
The money look cool to y'all
The money make fools of y'all HUH
The money look cool to y'all
The money make fools of y'all HAHA
The money look cool to y'all
The money make fools of y'all HUH
Running man got to go run up a hundred bands
Big hands like poker I got my chips let's dance
I Can't wait for the money I need that shit advanced
Get to the money we must get to the money we trust
Running man got to go run up a hundred bands
Big hands like poker I got my chips let's dance
I Can't wait for the money I need that shit advanced
Get to the money we must get to the money we trust
Yung Meech is the hottest artist out of Cleveland my nigga you better believe it
I come with that mamba mentality trust in the process hard work and then seize it
Been working so hard as of lately been curious to see who I believe in
Got to keep the pressure on these niggas
I'm sleepy but hope I don't fall off the deep end
We keeping this shit bout the million affiliated
But no gang members needed
Kept my feelings on lock for a while cause security caught my ex in the school cheating
Never felt so mislead it
Heart damn near depleted
But I still proceeded
I guess that's what they met when they said, love make you blind damn
Fast forward to the present day
I ain't worried about fucking thing
Pull the anchor up to the ship
Cause I ain't sinking for no damn ring
Got tired of these bitches they tried to hold me
So now I don't mind being on my lonely
I got to go stack up my cash got to go stack up my chips bitch
Running man got to go run up a hundred bands
Big hands like poker I got my chips let's dance
I Can't wait for the money I need that shit advanced
Get to the money we must get to the money we trust
Big hands like poker I got my chips let's dance
I Can't wait for the money I need that shit advanced
Get to the money we must get to the money we trust
Running man got to go run up a hundred bands
Big hands like poker I got my chips let's dance
I Can't wait for the money I need that shit advanced
Get to the money we must get to the money we trust
We killing are selves for the oh mighty dollar that government printed out special
I heard the devil stay working his magic and heard that nigga won't settle
For nothing that less playing games like it's chest so you better be careful
Cause my gun don't come with a safety like a Glock giving out Thirty eight specials
Fuck a menu I need the buffet fuck having options I need everything
Tell me what do I stand to lose in this chapter when I'm already on the next page
These niggas talking about they cant even hear me think its time they crank up the gain
I'm a walking experiment lethal injection in the vein breaking them backs like I'm bane
The way the flow was changed would of thought I was the last avatar just like Aang
Uh Yea
Life is Strange but I'm living this shit everyday
So I got to go get me some paper
Line that shit up like a taper
Then fade away just like a fader
Single player no multiplayer
UH
Bitch I'm the anchor
I'll knock at your door Hello neighbor
Ain't shit sweet but I need me a favor
To Get
All of the money the blue strips big hundreds big bags big digits
New cars not rented
Windows stay tinted
Got to get it Got to get it
The money look cool to y'all
The money make fools of y'all HAHA
The money look cool to y'all
The money make fools of y'all HUH
The money look cool to y'all
The money make fools of y'all HAHA
The money look cool to y'all
The money make fools of y'all HUH
Running man got to go run up a hundred bands
Big hands like poker I got my chips let's dance
I Can't wait for the money I need that shit advanced
Get to the money we must get to the money we trust
Running man got to go run up a hundred bands
Big hands like poker I got my chips let's dance
I Can't wait for the money I need that shit advanced
Get to the money we must get to the money we trust
Yung Meech is the hottest artist out of Cleveland my nigga you better believe it
I come with that mamba mentality trust in the process hard work and then seize it
Been working so hard as of lately been curious to see who I believe in
Got to keep the pressure on these niggas
I'm sleepy but hope I don't fall off the deep end
We keeping this shit bout the million affiliated
But no gang members needed
Kept my feelings on lock for a while cause security caught my ex in the school cheating
Never felt so mislead it
Heart damn near depleted
But I still proceeded
I guess that's what they met when they said, love make you blind damn
Fast forward to the present day
I ain't worried about fucking thing
Pull the anchor up to the ship
Cause I ain't sinking for no damn ring
Got tired of these bitches they tried to hold me
So now I don't mind being on my lonely
I got to go stack up my cash got to go stack up my chips bitch
Running man got to go run up a hundred bands
Big hands like poker I got my chips let's dance
I Can't wait for the money I need that shit advanced
Get to the money we must get to the money we trust
Credits
Writer(s): King Carter
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