Jesse Toronto James & Steinn - Runnin'

I be runnin' I be runnin' I be runnin'
Everybody hatin' cause I came up from nothing
Yeah they talk about the money but they always bluffin'
Shorty fuckin' with me cause she know I keep it comin'
I be runnin' I be runnin' I be runnin'
Only time they come around is when they want something
It's cold up in my heart the streets is hotter than a oven
Dippin' through these checks the only time you see me runnin'

All these checks I'm runnin' through it
All my killas they gunnin' to it
Never scared, I'm well prepared
Wanna take it there, how you wanna do it?
Fresh to death I ain't talkin' 'bout no embalming fluid
The don the truest, I make em lose it
Don't believe me I show you how to do it like
Pussy I run through a check
Ill put the gun to your neck
Feel the effect, caps get peeled in a sec
Bitch better show some respect
Put some respect on my name
Ill put the tek to your brain
Lettin' it bang, you'll get wet in the rain
If you ain't reppin' the gang
Yeah you know it's on site
In the late night, swimmin' with the great white
Catch stage fright all up in the cage fight
No brake lights when the killer take flight
Got her screamin' oh my god
Yeah I know she love my squad
From the streets down to the yard
Everyday we goin' hard bitch I be runnin'

I be runnin' I be runnin' I be runnin'
Everybody hatin' cause I came up from nothing
Yeah they talk about the money but they always bluffin'
Shorty fuckin' with me cause she know I keep it comin'
I be runnin' I be runnin' I be runnin'
Only time they come around is when they want something
It's cold up in my heart the streets is hotter than a oven
Dippin' through these checks the only time you see me runnin'

Jesse james and I'm back in effect
With a fully loaded tek to the back of your neck
Get clapped in a sec if you lackin' my check
King of the city, I don't ask for respect
Tryin' to take my throne
Then I break your bones
Take your girl then I make her moan
Take the range then I take the phone
Can't nobody stop me when I'm in my zone
Kamikaze with bombs across me
Yeah I get it poppin' no papparazzi
Put em' on ice I ain't talkin' hockey
Put it on my life, only god can stop me
My campaign, we get paid
Got champagne and a switchblade
I don't play no games, we ain't bitch made
Try to say my name and you will get sprayed
You won't get laid but you'll get fucked
With a big gauge, yeah you'll get bucked
When I spit a verse then you gotta duck
Fuck a hearse, I'm a pull up in a monster truck
Bring the monsters out, bring the choppers out
Bring the ambulance and the doctors out
Whatcha' talkin' bout? we don't talk it out
You know we yellow tape and white chalk it out

I be runnin' I be runnin' I be runnin'
Everybody hatin' cause I came up from nothing
Yeah they talk about the money but they always bluffin'
Shorty fuckin' with me cause she know I keep it comin'
I be runnin' I be runnin' I be runnin'
Only time they come around is when they want something
It's cold up in my heart the streets is hotter than a oven
Dippin' through these checks the only time you see me runnin'

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Jesse Toronto James & Steinn

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