RUN FOR COVER

Uh Yea
Run for cover
Need my lover
Float to god I don't need no hover
Run for cover
Like no other
Sitting inside I'm gone need my brothers
Run for cover
Need my lover
Float to god I don't need no hover
Run for cover
Like no other
Sitting inside I'm gone need my brothers
Yea

I had some trouble last year but I figured it out
Now how you playing with the people who ain't dishing amounts
We ain't playing shit fair we just taking account
I mean what that shit you doing even really about
I had so many things
Just to get right past ya
And you won't see me
Once I get my pasture
Imma god send man
Just ask yo pastor
You could never reach me
You can't hit my stature
And we shoot like Rambo
You gonna really love me once I get samples
If the hands get thrown then I fight like sambo
And i'm really in the mood don't you fuck my tempo
Life ain't so simple
Bitch move your rental
If I lose my mind
Imma go so mental
And I can't ignore ya
Let me do sum for ya
Pull up all white porshe
Am I hot of course
Yuh



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Writer(s): Casey Citek
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