Testo Run It - Rory Fresco
Testo della canzone Run It (Rory Fresco), tratta dall'album 816icko
Four in total
Ay boy, ay
We know how the kid play
Yeah okay, uh, yeah
Tryna get paid, oh yeah
Night and day, shit get hard
But it's really lightweight
Tell a nigga that I've been through it all, okay
Okay, okay, let's do it
Last year I was on my ass, lookin' stupid
Pin myself up, got a bag, got to it
All I do is get money, it ain't mad, I do it
I couldn't be mad as you
I got a mean check
You see it, you gon' cop an attitude
Nigga just breathe, you gotta go
Get you some money
These niggas lazy they keep that shit funny
Bitch I'm gon' stack her through East to a hunnid
That's about right, lil' nigga I run it
Just gotta let this shit breathe for a second (yeah)
Fuck all that talkin' let's do it
I've got some bumps and bruises
Don't give a fuck, keep it moving
Niggas try telling me, "I'm sorry"
You might have just blew it
My life is drama but this ain't no movie, ay
Bitch I'm not a newbie
Everybody I meet they think that they knew me, ay
This shit is a doozy, bought my car cash
I paid for my hoopie
And any girl I'm ever with
You lose if you ever lose me, ay
I'm sippin' that mootie, ay
This shit gettin' to me, ay
Shit gettin' spooky, ay
Pocket full of them tookies, ay
Haven't paid for no loose leaf
Your bitch get choosey
Down to the blue cheese
Thumb in the booty
I'ma get rich or die tryin'
Salute me and shoot me
Yeah okay, uh, yeah
Tryna get paid, oh yeah
Night and day, shit get hard
But it's really lightweight
Tell a nigga that I've been through it all, okay
Okay, okay, let's do it
Last year I was on my ass, lookin' stupid
Pin myself up, got a bag, got to it
All I do is get money, it ain't mad, I do it
I couldn't be mad as you
I got a mean check
You see it, you gon' cop an attitude
Nigga just breathe, you gotta go
Get you some money
These niggas lazy they keep that shit funny
Bitch I'm gon' stack her through East to a hunnid
That's about right, lil' nigga I run it
Ay, Will, Will called my phone the other day
And he was like
"Bruh like, you ahead of all of us
Don't, don't wait for the world to catch up
'Cause like, that shit only gon' take a matter of time"
Bitches be talkin' on Twitter
Like they ain't on Instagram stalkin' a nigga
I'm off it, people draw lines I don't have problems crossing
Might be that way until I'm in a coffin
Shit that I think about often
About this life and how much it cost me
It was free, but this shit was costly
Not gon' speak on it, I'm not too cushy
Come from a city of violence
Niggas just ride it, listen to Mozzy
Put on that mask like it's hockey
Gotta stay, strut like a judge
We shooting crips, no party
Who getting racks? Nobody (racks, yeah)
(Yeah, no I can't go)
Need it ASAP there Rocky
Yeah okay, uh, yeah
Tryna get paid, oh yeah
Night and day, shit get hard
But it's really lightweight
Tell a nigga that I've been through it all, okay
Okay, okay, let's do it
Last year I was on my ass, lookin' stupid
Pin myself up, got a bag, got to it
All I do is get money, it ain't mad, I do it
I couldn't be mad as you
I got a mean check
You see it, you gon' cop an attitude
Nigga just breathe, you gotta go
Get you some money
These niggas lazy they keep that shit funny
Bitch I'm gon' stack her through East to a hunnid
That's about right, lil' nigga I run it
Ay boy, ay
We know how the kid play
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Writer(s): Terrell William Jr Johnson
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