Official T-Rob - Running Loose

(Ha ha)
(It’s Bankboi on this beat)
A mouth running loose
Please engrave this in ya mind for it move
You are not me and I am not you
Know my life good, Why would I try to be you?
Hoe you no good Tryna define what I do
T coasT to coasT, I’ve been around for the loot
Trip was too deep of a drive, so I flew
If we both up why would you hide on moon?
Don’t get no close ups, ‘cause I’m not in the mood (Na uh)
I think it’s time to get T-Rob in the booth (Uh huhh)
My new rhymes gotta glock nine and it shoot (Bah Bah)
Got a lot of odds thinking that I’m that one dude (That one)
So I stood ten toes down in those shoes (Yeah)
Add it up it’s simple (Yeah Yeah)
Lil jawn a freak, she tryna get my kids up on her dimples
Heard she wanna meet, told that lil shawty that’s only If you
Ask who made the beat, Bankboi on the instrumental
I just pulled up with yo misses, ain’t yours if she on my dick
In the room taking mirror pictures, I ain’t really tryna take no flics
Puppy love sum I ain’t missing, I was just tryna dawg her shit
She think that I look delicious, why this jawn tryna bite my lip?
Oh...
Tommy go ballistic
Since my Day 1 got hit up I don’t fear a pistol
My bro always threw me up like my peer is gifted
Ima diamond in the rough, Hope you hear me clear as Crystal...
(Ahh)
A mouth running loose (Blah Blah)
Please engrave this in ya mind for it move (Ya mind)
You are not me and I am not you (Hell nah)
Know my life good, Why would I try to be you? (This my life)
Hoe you no good Tryna define what I do (Ahh ahhh)
T coasT to coasT, I’ve been around for the loot (My prize)
Trip was too deep of a drive, so I flew (I fly)
If we both up why would you hide on moon?
(Ah Ah Ah)
Sipping something I be getting drunk
Henny got me doing front flips in the pool, I jumped
Drank make me a dance a holic, Two step going dumb
Hotties that’s eyeballing me be tryna bust me one on one
Some the Jawns I don’t be feeling always tryna fuck
Crazy everytime the bull not in it shawty wanna fuss
See she lowkey catching feelings thinking I’m the one
If you interfering with the vision that’s gon split my buzz
(Heh)
What’s a half of 1?
Point 5, nigga I can’t half ass nun
Look alive when I’m in it I have mad fun
Sorry I can’t die with ya if you think I’m dead done...

Written by:
Tommy Robinson

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