Fifth Ransom - Runnin'

Fifth grew up a number
See momma aint wanna
And pops wasnt comin
I kept it one hunnid
At least I had somethin
I hustled for lunches
Cant say I had nothing
If this a game of basketball
You can say Fifth was dunkin
When it came time for shit to end
Best believe I was clutchin
If me and ya bitch was chillin
Best believe I was fuckin
Shreveport is my city
Aint no need to discuss it
Staching tree at my cusions
Basically bricked the oven
Young wild and free
We was runnin
Young wild and free
We was runnin
Young wild and free
We was runnin
Im Staching tree at my cusions
Basically bricked the oven
Young wild and free
We was runnin
Known 5th Nation with it
Better watch who you trusted
Lost all emotion
And I dropped on the public
Fifth feelin chosen
Though I touch on the subject
Dont get exposed
On what you though was discussion
Fifth be quarterbacking
Still Lamar on this rushin
Don't think that i just chill
Still gonna carry if I think that it need touches
Never quit this rapping shit
Guess you can say ill never get rusty
Dont want ya bitch
Dawg she looking one step to dusty
Lookout Fifth busting
There repercussions
When it get to the cussing
I cant touch ya
But got some family leave you in Ruston
With all that fussing
You need to slow it down
Matter fact hush it
This aint GTA but up in my city you can get busted
Young wild and free
We was runnin
Young wild and free
We was runnin
Im Staching tree at my cusions
Basically bricked the oven
Young wild and free
We was runnin

Written by:
Ryan Addison

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