Running Up the Bill

Sandman sandman sandman bitch
I be running up that bill I be running up that bill
Make deal with god and get him to swap our places
Check me out
Check me out
Look I be running out of time and I don't even got a watch
Still missing katie ruth recall the whole fucking block
No fentanyl don't pop pills less it's fucking adderall
Cousin was flipping percs you would've thought that shit was Tylenol

Geeked in the box but i'm not going to crack the window
Tweaked out in my inbox when we was fucking on the low
I don't got time for no games yea I only see a M
Money got my mind my niggas demons like little tim
Nineteen years old the opps never stopped a nigga
You keep posting all them guns but you ain't never drop a nigga
Yeah I was hot before i blew up
Made some stupid mistakes but everybody screw up
Me and yattman did guapanese in eighth grade
Couldn't leave that music shit alone I dropped another tape
The life of quez I was talking about some real shit
When open house drop i hope they really feel this
If i was down would you still lay with me
I talk to god at night would you pray with me
And if i could i'll make deal with god and swap all our places
Money on my mind all i see is green faces
Running up that bill i'm trying see my mama proud
I done fell in love with leslie i'm trying to see my baby smile
I'm in her throat like a fucking black and mild
Mama said Cj I knew you was the wild child

Look i'll be running outta time i don't even got a watch
Still missing katie ruth recall the whole fucking block
No fentanyl don't pop pills less it's fucking adderall
Cousin was flipping percs you would've thought that shit was Tylenol

Skinny nigga but my dick big
Might say some crazy shit a nigga just ludacris
Come get pack sandman fucking lucas
Got some straps hollow points and fucking blue tips
Phone on eleven but i'm still writing songs
Want to see heaven but i'm still doing wrong
Miss lansing i ain't never fucked up that hard
Was down bad swiping trying to hit off some cards
The big dilf but i don't want to have milf
These niggas be my sons how they copy all my fucking drip
Give me a one hundred i can show you how to flip
And i ain't stopping until I see a fucking mill nigga
I got bills niggas bodies and some fucking kills nigga
Showed how to hit a lick
I can take you on a drill nigga
Too much sauce they should've put me in freebandz
If you crossed me i'm going to came back and make a fucking stand

Look i be running outta time i don't even got a watch
Still missing katie ruth recall the whole fucking block
No fentanyl don't pop pills less it's fucking adderall
Cousin was flipping percs you would've thought that shit was Tylenol

Make a deal with god
I'll get him to swap our places
Be running up that road



Credits
Writer(s): Russell Tolbert
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