Runnit Back

Run it back (kcab ti nur)
Run it back (kcab ti nur)
Run it back (kcab ti nur)
Run it back (kcab ti nur)

Run it back
Let's run the numbers up and run it back
You see us out here getting to the bag
Run the numbers up and run it back
Run, run, run, run, run it back
Let's run the numbers up and run it back
Oh, no, when we get the bag
Yeah, don't you get too mad (yo)
Run, run, run, run, run it back

Yo, yo, you gettin' money, you really don't need to talk about it
Move quiet, you should try it, there's some clout around it
Chasin' hoes and overthinkin' the process
Outside of the gates spewin' the nonsense
On the phone, he beggin' women to come out
Back to back callin' until his minutes run out
Beggin' for loose change and scrapin' to maintain
On sippin' some Ace Spades and playin' with waist chains

I think you get the picture, we outside the frame
Get your Louis Hamilton on swerve, lane to lane, on gang, on gang
We brainstormin' 'til it rains, and we drive our gang
Straight into the Hall of Fame
You niggas need to pay attention
I was 17 and had 'em shippin' the Benz in (run it back)
I was 16 eatin' steak with Russell Simmons (oh, oh, should we run it back?)
I was 15 in the basement (run, run, run, run, run it back)
With a vision, I could

Run it back
Let's run the numbers up and run it back
Run it, run it, run it, run it back
Stuff it in your Birkin bag 'cause he don't fuck with that
So just run it back
Let's run the numbers up and run it back
Run, run, run, run, run it back
We run the numbers up and run it back
Run, run, run, run, run it back

Time to add to the cypher (add, add, oh, no)
Time is money, time to run the numbers higher (run it, run it, run it)
My niggas earn, hustlin' early, shit is hardwired (is hardwired)
Photo bezel, frozen neck, all black attire (ooh, ooh, ooh)
A million dollars make 'em follow a messiah (a messiah)
Is you a charlatan or really take 'em higher? (Take 'em higher)
We in demand, distributors and suppliers
Been gettin' bands since signatures on the flyers

Listen, gotta make moves if you really want it
Desperate dudes eat your food, that's how they be on it
It's a must that we hustle today and escape from the trap
Round table discussin' the way that we get to the rack
Matter the game that you play, I'm just statin' the facts
The aim of the game to be cakin' and makin' the max
I was 20 with a stack, 19 with a plaque
18, neck icy, with my Kangol hat, I told 'em

Run it back
Let's run the numbers up and run it back
You see us out here getting to the bag
Run the numbers up and run it back
Run, run, run, run, run it back
Let's run the numbers up and run it back
Oh, no, when we get the bag
Yeah, don't you get too mad
Run, run, run, run, run it back



Credits
Writer(s): James Smith, Maurice White, Kamaal Fareed, Jonathan Lind
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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