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I'm running I'm running to get past the dysfunction
And all this corruption it leads to destruction
And clout introductions that mean about nothing
But silly assumptions about rates and reduction
Like come to this function it's good for exposure
Do it for nothing I'll tell them I know ya
They wanted it free
They ain't want it from T
Man the price is the price it's not for discussion
But I'm being honest
And that's just a promise
I'm known for a gamble
But not for the bluffing
And I am the hottest
And I'm being modest
My temperature rising it feels so becoming
My light shining brighter it feel like I'm sonning
My friends take advantage they feel like opponents
But time and time again they lie and lie again
It's just like a rat race I feel like I'm running
Now running a track or running these tracks
It's all one of the same if you tracing my tracks
Cause look for me finding me do it so easily
I'm right there behind you I'm lapping you back now
Take the defensive I'm on the attack
And pay the admission I want it all back
They should've saw it forecoming
The game a track and I run it
Took some time but we get it
Took some eyes to see the vision
Different kind this is business
We been starving for a minute
Hold on wait I ain't finished
Pray the Lord that they listen
Pray the Lord that they get it
I'm a need me a minute like
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait wait wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait wait wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait wait wait a minute
Pray to the Lord that they listen
And see the vision I just need a minute
Take over continents
Bound to get ominous
I'm a get plenty commas with accomplishments
Tolerance you a novice can't account for this
No vision ain't no optics in metropolis
Forget it, please don't ask me when I drop again
Common sense condescending gotta plot with it
Like it better no accomplices
Times I severe lost a lot of friends
Life been better past the colleges
Back and forth but you know we don't get time again
Praying like everyday that's how I roll with it
Reflecting on mistakes that's how I cope with it
Act like you know my face it ain't no forgiveness
Running they like the chase that's how they stay with it
Radiant fell from grace that's how they soul missing
Took her heart made my bed I gotta lay in it
Arc of an angel got red wings in all of my settings I'm feeling like Pac
Package I'm selling its passing comparisons padlock with keys at the shop
They call it arrogance I'm seeing parroting pair me with no one alive
Running up stairs again we skipping steps and they still ain't found out it was God
Took some time just to get it
Took some eyes to see the vision
Different kind this is business
We been starving for a minute
Hold on wait I ain't finished
Pray the Lord they'll listen
Pray the Lord they'll get it
I'm a need me a minute like
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait wait wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait wait wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait wait wait a minute
Pray to the Lord that they listen
And see the vision cause I just need a minute
Going postal like I'm supposed to
Ain't close to niggas
Those in a post to winners
I toast to my own inner self
Lately they wonder why I'm cold like winter
I cannot fold my niggas, so bold
Going postal like I'm supposed to
Going postal like I'm supposed to
Going postal like I'm supposed to
I'm cold like winter
I cannot fold my niggas, so bold
And all this corruption it leads to destruction
And clout introductions that mean about nothing
But silly assumptions about rates and reduction
Like come to this function it's good for exposure
Do it for nothing I'll tell them I know ya
They wanted it free
They ain't want it from T
Man the price is the price it's not for discussion
But I'm being honest
And that's just a promise
I'm known for a gamble
But not for the bluffing
And I am the hottest
And I'm being modest
My temperature rising it feels so becoming
My light shining brighter it feel like I'm sonning
My friends take advantage they feel like opponents
But time and time again they lie and lie again
It's just like a rat race I feel like I'm running
Now running a track or running these tracks
It's all one of the same if you tracing my tracks
Cause look for me finding me do it so easily
I'm right there behind you I'm lapping you back now
Take the defensive I'm on the attack
And pay the admission I want it all back
They should've saw it forecoming
The game a track and I run it
Took some time but we get it
Took some eyes to see the vision
Different kind this is business
We been starving for a minute
Hold on wait I ain't finished
Pray the Lord that they listen
Pray the Lord that they get it
I'm a need me a minute like
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait wait wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait wait wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait wait wait a minute
Pray to the Lord that they listen
And see the vision I just need a minute
Take over continents
Bound to get ominous
I'm a get plenty commas with accomplishments
Tolerance you a novice can't account for this
No vision ain't no optics in metropolis
Forget it, please don't ask me when I drop again
Common sense condescending gotta plot with it
Like it better no accomplices
Times I severe lost a lot of friends
Life been better past the colleges
Back and forth but you know we don't get time again
Praying like everyday that's how I roll with it
Reflecting on mistakes that's how I cope with it
Act like you know my face it ain't no forgiveness
Running they like the chase that's how they stay with it
Radiant fell from grace that's how they soul missing
Took her heart made my bed I gotta lay in it
Arc of an angel got red wings in all of my settings I'm feeling like Pac
Package I'm selling its passing comparisons padlock with keys at the shop
They call it arrogance I'm seeing parroting pair me with no one alive
Running up stairs again we skipping steps and they still ain't found out it was God
Took some time just to get it
Took some eyes to see the vision
Different kind this is business
We been starving for a minute
Hold on wait I ain't finished
Pray the Lord they'll listen
Pray the Lord they'll get it
I'm a need me a minute like
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait wait wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait wait wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait wait wait a minute
Pray to the Lord that they listen
And see the vision cause I just need a minute
Going postal like I'm supposed to
Ain't close to niggas
Those in a post to winners
I toast to my own inner self
Lately they wonder why I'm cold like winter
I cannot fold my niggas, so bold
Going postal like I'm supposed to
Going postal like I'm supposed to
Going postal like I'm supposed to
I'm cold like winter
I cannot fold my niggas, so bold
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Writer(s): Terence Browner
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