M80 YP - Still Runnin'

I'm miles ahead of the comp, and I'm still runnin
Unnoticed hit after hit, and I'm still sluggin
She tweetin' that "hot girl summer" She still buggin' my phone
Anytime she feel alone or she need somethin'
I've been on that goofy, go and try to find a wife shit
Realized that, that won't pay my bills and then the light flipped
Barely 21, Ain't got too much nice shit
But I'm a rising star, so I can't be on no night shift
I got better shit to do, I got bigger things to prove
Gotta step on demons that are tryna bring me down to you
Fake love surroundin' you, used to know how that feel
I know they mad that them wounds in my back healed
Used to kick me when I was down, now they won't step to me
Wasn't with me while I was cookin', they want the recipe
One day he'll show my contact to his friends flexin' me
Knowin' that, if he hit me up, I'd ask who textin' me
Pass all his ego, I know he be resentin' me
If he had that power, then I know that he would send for me
He lucky that he ain't even worth the fuckin sin to me
Now I got some niggas that I know would take the lead from me
And if them circumstances ever changed
They all know I do the same.. Loyalty remain where the truth never change
Patty melt with the shake after late night
So much on my plate that I still gotta get right
Tryna be great, And I'm learnin' how to take flight
And if you make it first, I be glad you got the limelight
Worst comes to worst, just know that I got you
Coach you to your feet, you know, just like my pops do
Waitin' for the day we don't care how the opps move
Why they always tryna act like things be all smooth
Razor bumps on your skin, but you still cut deep
Your fall from the top, yeah, that shit just been dump steep
I'ma keep on goin' till y'all done sleepin' And it's comin' real soon, yeah, I got a feelin
That ignore me shit is deaded, if not, you might regret it
Karma comin' full circle, and I know I'll get my credit
Nothin's been the same, man, that's just where my head is
"Nothin' Was the Same", I got "Tuscan Leather" scented
It "Started From the Bottom", we was drunk together wrestlin
I may "Own It" time to time, but no possessin' Even though our connection ain't somethin
to be questioned
"The Language" I speak to you, it don't come with no confessions

Written by:
Malik Carter

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