Testo 8 Year Run - Renni Rucci
Testo della canzone 8 Year Run (Renni Rucci), tratta dall'album 8 Year Run
I was 16, I had my first child
God blessed me with a son
I was 18, I had my second baby
A daughter and now I need a gun
Tell me how the fuck this happened?
We was young, dumb having fun
My baby daddy was a deadbeat
That was eight-year long run
I really made it from nothing
These bitches be bluffing
They never slept on a floor
They never been to a bando
I stashed pounds in a Honda door (nah)
I remember I ain't had shit
Now I got it, I still want more
I put the city up on my back
And I'm from bluff, so I'm ripping my foe
I ain't new to this, but I'm true to this
I read a bitch like a eulogist
They talking about me on the internet
But I've been that bitch, I'm used to this
Back in 2010, I was punching clocks
Now my wristwatch like a cooler kit
Same people that was laughing at me
Y'all on my pay saying you shit
I'ma just dig a lil' deeper
Got kicked out, I was living with kids
That was my nigga for life, but shit fell apart
When Laceria came in our life
I can't trust bitches, these fuck bitches
They floss shit for them duck bitches
I was down bad when she snaked me
Still bounce back, y'all hoes can't fuck with me
Few years later, met a ball player
Sway made me hate ball player
Bad break-ups make you wake up
Now all I know is ball player
Nephilim got me some money
Now he see me up, and it's making him sick, yeah
I tried fucking with a nice guy
But I love me a nigga with bricks
All this glow just pivot
Killing his hoe, he hate it
You see a bitch really made it
Now you wanna run and tell people we dated
I know this money won't leave me
I done get greedy, chase the bag like I need it
Flip the stack, repeat it
Need the green like I'm vegan
Hands itching I'm feinin'
Neck hitting, I'm bussin' (ice)
Slip watch it's Tussin'
Ain't a nigga I'm trusting
Ass fat, he loves it
You can look but no touching
I ain't used to have dime
New Chanel cost a dime
I spend it all the time
Bad bitches made a promise
If I want your nigga then he mine
I ain't tryna brag
But I'm from the bottom and I came a long way
Got my baby Daddy mad, I don't fuck with him
Hope we can get along someday
My ex nigga tripping, see me and my new nigga going dumb
I might post me counting up a hundred
But all these bitches hate to see me done
I was 16, I had my first child
God blessed me with a son
I was 18, I had my second baby
A daughter and now I need a gun
Tell me how the fuck this happened?
We was young, dumb, having fun
My baby daddy was a deadbeat
That was eight-year long run
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Writer(s): Courtney Donelson, Deundraeus Portis
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