Road Runnin
Yeah
Uh
Aye
Road runnin no pressure my brother say let me hold somethin
My code a lil closer expecting a cold summer
But trust me it ain't a soul that I owe somethin
Yeah
Road runnin
But I can't escape the city I rose from it
Watch how you talking like you control somethin
But trust me it ain't a soul that I owe somethin
This how it go when you the realest
They gon know but ain't gon feel the shit you sayin to em
Misery all these injuries and I'm still playing thru em
Swear to God we been running up shit like the sand dunes
Niggas got feelings for these bitches and we ran thru em
All hundreds brought it to my brother and we ran thru em
Big shit curl a nigga top up like some Cantu
She ain't used to fuck with my motion then she began to
Me and Blxst we been on they ass way before Brand New
Wake It Up
Count it call my partner up and break it up
Runnin I been sittin with millions just tryna shake it up
Too one hundred you can make it up
That shit so forreal
Road runnin no pressure my brother say let me hold somethin
My code a lil closer expecting a cold summer
But trust me it ain't a soul that I owe somethin
Yeah
Road runnin
But I can't escape the city I rose from it
Watch how you talking like you control somethin
But trust me it ain't a soul that I owe somethin
Yeah
Made it out finally in positions that we prayed about
Crazy how they don't call it hate I guess it made me doubt
Soon as I got in the door they just wanna take me out
Aye
Yeah
Cause they ain't never handed nothing to me had to make em love me
They didn't understand how we was stranded when them days was ugly
Now we in they faces they gon have to come and take it from me
Get straight
While you was sleepin we was cooking up a Sixtape
And when we drop you gon have to tell your bitch to sit straight
You know who got it so stop it bitch it's a street sweep
Shaq and Kobe it's only right if we three-peat
Can't acknowledge your politics underneath me
I don't know another way
All this money coming fast made me pour up four away
I been runnin up a bag saving for a rainy day
I been out the way
Road runnin no pressure my brother say let me hold somethin
My code a lil closer expecting a cold summer
But trust me it ain't a soul that I owe somethin
Yeah
Road runnin
But I can't escape the city I rose from it
Watch how you talking like you control somethin
But trust me it ain't a soul that I owe somethin
Road runnin
My code a lil closer expecting a cold summer
But trust me it ain't a soul that I owe somethin
Uh
Aye
Road runnin no pressure my brother say let me hold somethin
My code a lil closer expecting a cold summer
But trust me it ain't a soul that I owe somethin
Yeah
Road runnin
But I can't escape the city I rose from it
Watch how you talking like you control somethin
But trust me it ain't a soul that I owe somethin
This how it go when you the realest
They gon know but ain't gon feel the shit you sayin to em
Misery all these injuries and I'm still playing thru em
Swear to God we been running up shit like the sand dunes
Niggas got feelings for these bitches and we ran thru em
All hundreds brought it to my brother and we ran thru em
Big shit curl a nigga top up like some Cantu
She ain't used to fuck with my motion then she began to
Me and Blxst we been on they ass way before Brand New
Wake It Up
Count it call my partner up and break it up
Runnin I been sittin with millions just tryna shake it up
Too one hundred you can make it up
That shit so forreal
Road runnin no pressure my brother say let me hold somethin
My code a lil closer expecting a cold summer
But trust me it ain't a soul that I owe somethin
Yeah
Road runnin
But I can't escape the city I rose from it
Watch how you talking like you control somethin
But trust me it ain't a soul that I owe somethin
Yeah
Made it out finally in positions that we prayed about
Crazy how they don't call it hate I guess it made me doubt
Soon as I got in the door they just wanna take me out
Aye
Yeah
Cause they ain't never handed nothing to me had to make em love me
They didn't understand how we was stranded when them days was ugly
Now we in they faces they gon have to come and take it from me
Get straight
While you was sleepin we was cooking up a Sixtape
And when we drop you gon have to tell your bitch to sit straight
You know who got it so stop it bitch it's a street sweep
Shaq and Kobe it's only right if we three-peat
Can't acknowledge your politics underneath me
I don't know another way
All this money coming fast made me pour up four away
I been runnin up a bag saving for a rainy day
I been out the way
Road runnin no pressure my brother say let me hold somethin
My code a lil closer expecting a cold summer
But trust me it ain't a soul that I owe somethin
Yeah
Road runnin
But I can't escape the city I rose from it
Watch how you talking like you control somethin
But trust me it ain't a soul that I owe somethin
Road runnin
My code a lil closer expecting a cold summer
But trust me it ain't a soul that I owe somethin
Credits
Writer(s): David Marcus, Matthew Dean Burdette, Brandon Rainey, Immanuel Jarvis Mcmillian
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