[Blxst]
He's won a million dollars
Yeah, uh
Ayy
[Blxst]
Road runnin'
No pressure, my brother said, "Let me hold somethin'" (Said, "Let me hold somethin'")
My coat a lil' closer, expectin' a cold summer (Expectin' 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 (Baby, I rose from it)
Watch how you talkin', like you control somethin' (You know you don't)
But trust me, it ain't a soul that I owe somethin'
[Bino Rideaux]
That's 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 playin' through 'em
Swear to God, we been runnin' up shit like the sand dunes
Niggas got feelings for these bitches and we ran through 'em
All hundreds, brought it to my brother and we ran through 'em
Big shit, curl a nigga top like some Cantu
She ain't 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
Two more hundred, you can't make it up
That shit so for real
[Blxst]
Road runnin'
No pressure, my brother said, "Let me hold somethin'" (Said, "Let me hold somethin'")
My coat a lil' closer, expectin' a cold summer (Expectin' 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 (Baby, I rose from it)
Watch how you talkin', like you control somethin' (You know you don't)
But trust me, it ain't a soul that I owe somethin'
[Blxst]
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 (Ayy)
Yeah, 'cause they ain't never handed nothin' to me, had to make 'em love me
They didn't understand how we was stranded when them days was ugly
Now we in their faces, they gon' have to come and take it from me
Get straight
While you sleepin', we was cookin' up a Sixtape
And when we drop, you gon' have to tell your bitch, "Sit straight"
You know who got it so stop it, bitch, a street sweep (Yeah)
Shaq and Kobe, it's only right if we three-peat (Yeah)
Can't acknowledge your politics underneath me (I can't)
I don't know another way (I don't know)
All this money comin' fast, made me pour four way (Pourin' four)
I've been runnin' up a bag, savin' for a rainy day
I been out the way
[Blxst]
Road runnin'
No pressure, my brother said, "Let me hold somethin'" (Said, "Let me hold somethin'")
My coat a lil' closer, expectin' a cold summer (Expectin' 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 (Baby, I rose from it)
Watch how you talkin', like you control somethin' (You know you don't)
But trust me, it ain't a soul that I owe somethin'
[Blxst]
Road runnin'
My code a lil' closer, expectin' a cold summer (Cold summer)
But trust me, it ain't a soul that I owe somethin'
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