Stephaintdeadyet - we are running somewhere

Got too much drip
Niggas wanna hate on me when I slip
Money gangbang in my pocket, they crip
Money gangbang in my pocket, they crip
All about all my chips, never bout all that cap
Can't sleep nigga, fuck them naps
Bad bitch, I'ma arch her back
Everything I spit straight facts
And a nigga know that
That's why he mad
I do whatever I want and you niggas wish
You could have all of this swag
You niggas a drag
I got your bitch calling me Dad
I am not talking to none of you niggas
If conversation not bout cash
And I'm still running round
And I'm sti- still running round
Doing what I do
And I'm still running round
And I'm sti- still running round
Doing what I do
And I'm still running round
And I'm sti- still running round
Doing what I do
And I'm still running round
And I'm sti- still running round
Doing what I do
And I'm still running round
And I'm sti- still running round
Doing what I do
And I'm still running round
And I'm sti- still running round
Doing what I do
And I'm still running round
And I'm sti- still running round
Doing what I do
And I'm still running round
And I'm sti- still running round
Doing what I do
(And I'm still running round)
(And I'm sti- still running round)
(Doing what I do)
(And I'm still running round)
(And I'm sti- still running round)
(Doing what I do)
(And I'm still running round)
(And I'm sti- still running round)
(Doing what I do)
(And I'm still running round)
(And I'm sti- still running round)
(Doing what I do)
Oh she say she like niggas with money
I like bitches with money
We ain't talking bae, if we not stuntin
I'm not with the frontin'
And they still sleep on me
I let 'em sleep
Cause whatever I do don't pertain to them
That's why I love my haters
Cause nobody give a fuck about them
I ain't hating them
Feeling like Kim, bra it's possible
I do whatever I want, I'm unstoppable
Smoking on dope in the tropicals
With a Latina who love to just top me though
Stay with the CREU like forever
You know that's the team
What we do is all optical
Shot to the kidney then shot to the back
Live in a life filled with murder and racks
Need me a SZA
Black, singer, ass fat
Money we getting, you know I cash that
Money we getting, you know I cash that
Money we getting, you know I cash- hol' on
Don't care what they saying
Yeah, I get my roll on
You can't me tell me shit
You know I am the dog
Run around in this bitch with the mob
(And I'm still running round)
(And I'm sti- still running round)
(Doing what I do)
(And I'm still running round)
(And I'm sti- still running round)
(Doing what I do)
(And I'm still running round)
(And I'm sti- still running round)
(Doing what I do)
(And I'm still running round)
(And I'm sti- still running round)
(Doing what I do)
(Still, still, still)
(Still, still, still)
(Still, still)
(Still, still, still)
(Still, still, still)
(Still, still, still)
(Still, bitch I still)
(Bitch, I still, still, still)

Written by:
Stephen Dequan

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